Coco asks for bigger photo for his blog
We thought we would carry out the next brain-scan (no harm to dog) experiment out there in the field so to speak. The sophisticated software and scanning headgear was developed by Top Dog Neuroscience Ltd. Basically it scans the dog’s mind and translates the brain-waves into thoughts.
the big cunning dog he does put me in strange gear what will all my friends think but I do know he has ham in his pocket even though my head is humming I think it will be a day for sniffing today and rolling in things because the big cunning dog that is the master I do know that he has forgotten my ball and all my friends will be there so I have to show them that I am a big cunning dog too and the master I do love him but I do know that I wiill win the chess game and end up on his bed if I keep howling but I do know that he doesn’t know that I play chess….(at this point on the computer the thoughts translated by the software dried up. Coco was sniffing things at this point and we think that his brain had switched to pure awareness. Beautiful patterns appeared instead of thoughts. I am thinking of getting them printed and sold as Coco’s paintings. It might help to pay the vet bills….the sniffing has stopped).
If I sit and look at him now I do know that he will give me some ham which is in his left zipped pocket look in my eyes give me ham….(at this point very powerful brain waves were measured and the experiment was abandoned for the day). I felt it important to give Coco some ham as a reward.
I have learnt a lot about mindfulness in the present moment from my dog Coco. Especially in his intense desire for freedom from his leash/lead.
I think I realised watching him attentively that for much of my life I have been on an invisible lead. Becoming mindful is taking the lead off, throwing off the shackles, breaking the chains.
Coco loves free running – he puts all of himself into it. He desires to be free and then inhabits all of his freedom to run. I think God enjoys seeing him run. But when I first got him I was afraid to let him off the lead. What if it wasn’t safe? What if he didn’t come back?
Of course it doesn’t always go to plan. Sometimes (often) he is aware of exactly where the fox scat is, and rolls in it ecstatically. It is a vile smelling perfume. Apparently his nose is 1,000 to 10,000 times more aware than our noses. He follows invisible trails of scent that we are completely unaware of.
Then, he is often very slow and methodical. I have to slow down as well. The present moment is a delight to him. The moment he finds the exact smell that he has been looking for – he is fully present to it – neither occupied by the past or worried about the future.