
28/02/2025
Beautiful!
Once upon a time, in a land of winding paths and whispering trees, two humans set forth with their canine companions.
As fate would have it, from opposite ends of the trail, the travelers spotted each other. Their eyes met. Not with worry, nor with tension, but with the quiet understanding.
With gentle voices, they simply called their dogs. Each canine friend, well-versed in this familiar request, simply responded. One received a tether of a leash, not as a punishment but as a promise—a guiding hand ensuring everyone's comfort. The others trotted alongside their human, their choice a reflection of trust, practice, and rich rewards. All which make their choice to walk close nearly unwavering.
The travelers walked on, watching the language of tails and ears, the soft shifts of movement that spoke of contentment and of intent. Both humans watching in case adaptations may be needed. They were not. Personal space was respected.
No mediation, no discord, no need for raised voices or hurried retreats—just peace, quiet and easy, as it should be.
The humans lifted their hands in greeting. A smile, a nod, a simple "hello."
And so, they carried on, each continuing their journey with their companions beside them. No magic wands or grand enchantments, just attention, mindfulness, and a bit of thoughtful kindness.
And they all lived happily ever after.
The End.