Cesar Millan, Wherefore Art Thou?

Cesar Millan! Which one art thou?

So, Joan practically has us doing back flips over this Dog Whisperer guy, Cesar Millan. She’s trying all this new stuff on us like walking through the door before we do and making us sit before she gives us a treat. Yikes. What is he, her new best guru? Cesar’s right about some things. Like, he says that dogs live in the moment. That’s true for most of us, and it’s because, in some ways, we’re smarter than people. We don’t create wars or yank gold chains from each other’s necks or drool just because some rich dog has a 200-dollar sweater or pays big bucks for someone to throw a tissue over his poop. We don’t care. In that sense, we’re like Nirvana experts; and it all just comes natural to us. No special silk robes, no meditating in Himalayan caves, no begging for alms, no buying a Mercedes for some Maharishi or Shamin or TV Evangelist.

Actually, I think Shane could do with a fifty-minute hour on Cesar’s dog couch, because he’s definitely not able to stay in the moment. Someone must have done something very mean to him when he was a puppy, because he’s really not focused on life's possibilities. It’s in the genes, and I don’t think Caesar could do a lot about the tension that gnaws on his nerve endings. Someone did really mean things to me also; but, I’m just more philosophical than Shane. Life’s too short—especially for dogs—to spend it all worried that someone’s going to hit you again. One paw in front of the other; that’s what I say.

Best wishes, Juno