Our Prey Drive... Haven't we outgrown that?

A long time ago my dad taught me that I can actually control my instincts... and if I do, I can savour the moment and enjoy what nature has to offer.  And I'll be darned...  it's so much more relaxing when I remember to do so.

The first lesson he taught me was that I'll never catch those crazy tree monkeys so there's no bother in trying.  If my dad had me on a leash and I happened to see one, I'd pull him so hard that sometimes I got a stiff neck.  If I was lucky enough to be unleashed, I'd chase after the little bugger... only to lose it behind a tree. They always seemed to vanish... every single time.  Tree monkeys can drive a dog crazy!

Then one day my dad and I were walking and he stopped us on a tiny hill in the park.  I liked this spot because it I could see further into the distance from here.  It took me a while to realize it, but he was showing me where a bunch of tree monkeys hung out.

My dad made me 'sit'... then lie 'down'... then 'stay'.  We stayed there for 15 minutes but I didn't mind at all because we just watched the tree monkeys do their thing.  They didn't seem to want to run away... I think it's because we didn't seem like a threat to them.  In fact, every now and then they stopped to look back at us.   They're such weird looking creatures but they're very fun to watch.

I especially loved how my dad was rubbing my head and back the whole time we watched them!  He told me I was a very good girl, and I love it when he says that.

This story reminds me of a video of a dog, a cat and rat... all best friends...

Dad... if you're reading this... do you think mom will let us get a cat and a rat?  I promise I'll take care of them.

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