My dog Jase knows when he is gong to go for a ride. Don’t ask me how he knows, he just does. We go in and out of our house for any number of reasons many times during the day, but he always seems to know when he will be joining us. For Jase, pleasure is as simple as sitting in the back seat, head out the window, sniffing the air and enjoying life. Today’s ride was a long one and he loved every minute of it. As he lays underneath me, chest rising and falling in quiet even breathes, he is blissfully unaware of anything going on around him. Dreaming only the dreams that he can, he calmly waits for another ride.
Pleasure