I was watching Marley
& Me today. Such a wonderful movie. I must have seen it around ten
times before this; and have always cried at the last scene. Today, it was
different. I found myself sobbing and then wailing through the entire last
thirty minutes. Almost made me wonder if something is wrong with me!
And Marley is so adorable. They call him the world’s worst
dog. That is unfair. Even my dog is a strong contender for the title. Like Marley,
he chews on anything and everything. Including the furniture. Even he doesn’t walk;
he sprints. He’ll bark if anybody’s at the door. He’ll howl if I walk out of
the door. Not to mention, two trainers have given up on him.
Yes, he drives me nuts. But know what? I’m nuts about him! It’s
a great feeling when you come home tired and somebody just runs up to you,
jumps on you, or licks your face! Yes, it is. And nothing in the world can
match that.
Quoting Owen Wilson’s lines from the film –
A dog has no use for
fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes
A waterlogged stick
will do just fine.
A dog didn’t care if
you’re rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb
Give him your heart
and he’ll give you his
How many people can
you say that about?
How many people can
make you feel rare, and pure, and special?
How many people can
make you feel extraordinary?
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