Derrick Jensen, describing one of his cocker spaniels:
The male, especially, never seemed to slow down. He ran this way and that, ears flying, tongue flapping. He was an eternal child on an everlasting Christmas morning, wearing PJs and running from gift to gift saying, "Oh, Mom. A baskeball! I've always wanted a basketb--- Ah, man! You got me a book! I love books!" Had I told him to sit in a corner, and had he heard me, I'm sure he would have run to the spot, tail wagging as if to say, "Oh, man, I've always wanted to sit in this corner. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." That's not to say he didn't have a mind of his own. Even when he heard me, he still disobeyed more often than not — one of his mottoes seemed to be, "Rules are meant to be acknowledged and then ignored." Even, or especially, in ignoring my wishes he acted as he always did, exuberantly, joyously, with an abundance of life.
I can't imagine a better teacher.
Derrick Jensen, "A Language Older Than Words"
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