The Permission Train

This is Digby Pancake. I bet you didn’t know this. But Peanut Butter Brickle is a hard cookie.

Not a soft chew.

I am more of the lovable type.

But even I have my days when I feel off track. Even I have days I want my space. Brickle always wants his space.

I thought about this when we saw a train yesterday. There it was. Just sitting on the tracks. It wasn’t going anywhere. And i wondered why.

Girl Person said it was because it had to wait to pass by on the track until it got permission. She said it couldn’t just go where it wanted because it was big. She said it had to wait for the right time.

Do you like your space?

Are there days you love to be around others? But days maybe you feel like packing to all up and being alone for a bit?

Some persons don’t understand that just because a dog like me or Brickle is cute (obviously), that doesn’t mean we want to be loved on or petted all of the time. And just because you are bigger than us, it doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want whenever you want.

Permission is a hard thing to ask for, isn’t it? Sometimes you may think it’s easier to apologize than ask for permission. But what is the right thing to do to animals and to others?

Although we may feel we have a right to intrude on someone’s space because that’s always the way we have done things, that alone doesn’t make it right. We all can learn to be kinder. To be more respectful. To acknowledge that perhaps we are infringing on others when we don’t even realize it.

It’s not wise nor safe to not use caution.

When we feel that our space is invaded, especially lately, it’s scary. Imagine when this pandemic thing is over. And everyone goes back to the way things were before. Some may not be comfortable with that. Some may always be scared. Some may be more scared than others. Will we respect their space?