Jack Newsom, our alpha dog, always acts like he has important places to go. He prances right by me, ears up and forward, eyes focused, as he heads confidently across the creek and up the hill. He seems to say, “Don’t bother me now, Don. I have important work to do.” It’s dog-gone impressive.
I’m no dummy. I can learn from an alpha dog’s behavior. In self-reflection, I realize I often mosey along as if I have no place to go. The many, many people paying close attention to me must think I’m just puttering my day away.
But no more. I will put my shoulders back, hold my head high and walk with a rapid gait. (There’s not much I can do with my ears, so they just dangle down.) Now the town folks will be wondering, “What important work is Don about to perform?”
Let’s see now. I might pick up a gallon of milk at Smith’s grocery store. And maybe stop by the gas station to check my tire pressure.
That’s about it.
An old book