When I was walking today, I asked Mother Nature what advice She had for me. I looked into my dog's eyes, hoping for Her/his wisdom. When he turned and scratched himself, I almost laughed. Then, I told myself, who's to say he's not passing on his wisdom? Who the f*ck am I to think my 12-year-old dog, frolicking in the snow, gazing out at the mountains, with no to-do list at all except to gather what messages nature has for him, has less wisdom than me...?!