You’re not giving up dog treats for Lent, are you? I mean, your dog’s not giving up treats? Because that would be so WRONG. But I’m sure if I were Slim Doggy I’d be telling some of you that you need to cut back on giving your overweight dog some extras for Lent, see how it goes after 40 days.
Or maybe I’d be telling you (and myself) to give up being a couch potato for 40 days and get out more with the dogs. Play with the dogs in the backyard more, go for more walks.
Maybe I’d tell you to give up TV for 40 days and spend that time teaching your dog a new trick a day, or a week. Wouldn’t that be fun!
Maybe that TV time would be better spent volunteering in a shelter. Do shelters have after-hours volunteer time? I don’t know. Or maybe Sugar would tell you to spend that TV time picking up all the poo in the backyard.
Maybe what you’re giving up for Lent isn’t dog related. Maybe you’re giving up some form of addictive social media so you can focus on what’s really important in your life. Like your dog. Heh.
Maybe you’re thinking of giving up drama. Or does that go hand in hand with giving up social media?
Or maybe, just maybe, you’re going to give up your morning fancy coffee and make coffee at home. Buy more treats for your dog. Some Jones Natural Chews would be nice. I hear they make dogs smile.
Shoot, you could give up fast food and get your dog more treats AND a nice new bed, or more toys. (this is where I say something like, “This ad paid for by Dogs United for the Betterment of American Canines”)
So maybe the real question is, do you give up anything for Lent? Is it a religious thing for you? Some people use this 40 days as a time of self-discipline, of personal change. Some people use it to give up something dear in order to focus on God, listen for His voice. Some people might use it to pamper their pooch instead of themselves. I just made that last one up, but it should totally be a thing, right? Your dog would agree.
What am *I* giving up for Lent? Hmm. I’ve been thinking about that for a couple of weeks. I’m giving up trips to the ER. And sitting on my butt when I need to be checking out mischief in the next room. Or whether or not my boy is doing his schoolwork. And that’s it. We were back in the ER last night (this mom panicked and it was nothing and we’re all fine now), and my brain is addled. But that’s what I’ve got so far.
Now. If you haven’t already, let your fingers do the walking and enter our best ever treat giveaway. Make your dog smile, will ya? 😉
Until I write again …