Thursday, October 4, 2007

Different Breeds

Meet Wyatt!
He's sweet, wild, loves to run around the porch (aka "his home") and dig holes in our yard.

Wyatt has made a new friend. Our neighbors recently added Tucker to their family. Tucker is an adorable dirty blond toy poodle. Wyatt and Tucker are unlikely friends, to say the least!

Huskies are naturally "winter dogs". They tend to not do well in the heat. So, every summer Shane and I buy a baby pool and fill it up for Wyatt to cool off in during the 90 degree days. And when it's real hot - we fill bowls of ice up for him to chew on. Huskies also need ALOT of exercise. Even though Wyatt has a whole yard to roam around, we still have to walk him several times a week so he can release energy. Another thing that makes them special (special is in the eyes of the beholder!) is they shed their coat slightly all year - and then have two major sheddings twice a year. During the "big shed" phase - it literally looks like snow covered our back yard -there is so much fur! So, needless to say we try to brush him and get him groomed as much as possible.

Now - what if my neighbors wanted to trade dogs for week. Let's imagine this experiment.
We change dogs for a week - and neither of the owners change their way of treating the dogs.
So, Tucker is now in a big yard, about to drown in a baby pool he can barely stand up in, looking at ice that is too big to put in his mouth, being brushed so much he has no fur left and he ends his day with a 2 mile walk that leaves him exhausted (and sore paws!)
I don't want to even think of Wyatt living Tuckers life! Their house would be destroyed!

It doesn't make sense to treat two different breeds of dogs the same way, does it?

Why don't we understand this distinction with humans?

When Shane started his new position last year, he came home after a weekend of traveling in a down mood.
"I just can't keep up with him!" Shane said about one of his colleagues.
He went on, "He's a machine. He can stay up until after midnight, then he wakes up at 6:00am am to run 10 miles, before he shows up bright eyed and bushy tailed to work 8:00am! I can't stay up that late and still function the next day. Maybe something is wrong with me."

Of course there is nothing wrong with Shane. He's just a different breed from this man. Just like there is nothing wrong with Wyatt or Tucker.
But, we still do this - we judge our selves by how we think other's live their lives. We think we must all conform to this one breed of people - and if we are not like one breed, something must be deformed in us - we MUST be flawed.

I think this happens a lot with people who are success driven - whether it's to be the "perfect" mom, the best dresser, or top notch in your job - we start to think our breed may not be "good enough".

You are good enough. Your breed - the way you live, the hours of sleep you need, the alone time or social time you crave, introvert or extrovert, works well under pressure - or needs time to plan - it is all you and perfectly arranged by a higher power to meet your calling in life.

So, stop wasting energy trying to change your breed. Instead, embrace the things that make you unique and use them to your advantage! It's also key when communicating with others - know the needs of the breed - don't treat every dog the same!

4 comments:

Mary Beth said...

You are simply amazing with amazing insight! SUCH an inspiration to everyone, but especially your MOM!

The Thomas Crew said...

Liz, I'm now officially one of your blog stalkers! :) Your great analogies offer a different perspective on simple things we all come across throughout the day. My sister is lucky to have such a wonderful, listening friend. Thanks for making me smile today. Love you--Shannon

Laurie R. said...

Hey Liz! I, too, am a big fan of your blog. You have an amazing way with words. I look forward to reading more!
Love you very much,
Laurie

Lisa A Streett said...

Hello cuz:
That was absolutely amazing. You are an inspiration and you have a great way with words. Keep up the great work.
Love,
Lisa