An Irish saint’s feast as an excuse to drink beer? Bah, humbug.
Twenty-fifth wedding anniversary? Why is an anniversary more special for having a five at the end?
Big birthday parties? What’s the big deal? Billions of people have managed to get born.
If you haven’t guessed, I’m a bit of a sour puss when it comes to celebrating. Maybe I need to take a lesson from my dog and learn to celebrate.
Dogs Celebrate Little Things
Mike came back from walking Honey this morning.
It wasn’t a long walk. It’s pretty cold out. But the sun is shining—a rare event even in warmer seasons.
But Honey just had to celebrate.
She came running up the stairs. She spotted her favorite squeaky on the bed. She jumped up, nabbed it, and began running around the room squeaking it gleefully.
No matter how small the occasion, Honey finds a way to celebrate. I have a lot to learn from my little fuzzy butt.
Celebrate to Show Gratitude
Celebrating is one way to show our gratitude for something. Whether it’s a day off, a chance to spend time with friends, someone’s life accomplishment—they are all worth being thankful. And worth it for us to express our thankfulness by celebrating.
My friend Jodi has something in common with Honey. She remembers to be grateful. And she celebrates the things she’s grateful for, no matter how small, by sharing them on her Gratitude Adjustment page.
Maybe you have no more intention of drinking green beer today than I do. But that doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate the little blessings that come our way each day.
So I’ll take a suggestion from Jodi and Honey. And find something to celebrate, no matter how simple or small.
Your Turn: Are you celebrating St. Patrick’s Day today? What’s your favorite reason to celebrate? What’s your dog’s?
Update: Best City for Pet Travelers
Don’t forget to vote for Cape May, NJ against New Smyrna Beach, FL (9th up from the bottom) in the Best City for Pet Travelers brackets sponsored by our friends at Go Pet Friendly.
In my next post, I’ll start sharing some of the reasons you should vote for the charming, historic town of Cape May over a beach in the land o’hurricanes named for a noise you make when you have a respiratory condition. I may even talk some trash.