dog is god

what is love?

father once told me the reason i have a dog is coz i am lacking love. dog obviously gives me what i need or lack since childhood. i never lived with my father and we had periods of very rocky relationship. but i had grandpa and uncle who both did excellent ‘job’ as replacment dads. for that reason i don’t have issues with man’s authority or patriarchal mentality.

what is love?

when i was 4, my stray dog Žućo saved my life and lost his. to this day i remember the scene of him jumping in front of white van and him laying on the pavement. me, offering him a bread and crying for i learned in instance what death or loss is. it means, you’re not here anymore.

what is love?

my moro was sent to me. from the way how he got his name to everyhing else in the past 12 years, all proved he is a god dog. as in princess mononoke movie. it is said that white dogs are healers. all dogs heal, but white ones have something special in them, they have something gandalf like in them. since the day i got him i paid utmost attention he doesn’t get hit by the car and trained him to acquire stray dog mentality – to be aware of the sourroundings. plus, he was extremly inteligent and highly emotionally evolved.

what is love?

12 years multiplied by 365 days multiplied by on average 5 times a day – the moments in which i was fully aware how lucky i am to have moro in my life. i never ever took him for granted. every time i would looked at him i was in awe just how beautiful dog he is. or the correct word would be, just a perfect being.

what is love?

i never loved anyone nor i will ever love anyone like i love him. the love he was giving back was out of this world. since i was a kid i felt that i will never experience true love connection with other human being but only maybe with a dog. not human sex love but the uncontidional love. the warm fuzzy love. the honest love. the ultimate surrender love.

what is love?

it is a connection that requires no words. makes no promises. does no ultimatums. love is rays of sun or rain drops falling down your face or scent of flowers blooming in spring or crisp sound of fresh snow or early morning iodine sea air. love is utter abudance compeletely out of a human control.

what is love?

it gives everything and requires nothing in return. love creates meaning for every particle in universe. it is the ultimate force, the mystery of everything.

what is love?

i was honored to have moro in my life, same as i had žućo. they are my angles, beings from another dimensions. i often wonderd, if there is a god, a higher force or name it is as you want..than here on earth they are manifesting themselves in a form of a dog.

what is love?

love is the state of being that i have when i think about my moro.

ps. one of songs that i used to sing to him and he would listen..for some reason this song makes me cry every time. to my beautiful angel moro, be happy and pls watch over me my love ❤

happy b-day moro!

A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.” Jack London

“Dogs are wise. They crawl away into a quiet corner and lick their wounds and do not rejoin the world until they are whole once more.”  Agatha Christie

“The more I get to know people the more I like my dog.” Mark Twain

time flies not like flies but as a space shuttle. 5 years ago I wrote one of my most beloved posts about my 1st dog, my stray dog Zuco. he saved my life when i was 4 and now as i type it my eyes are watering…wait

i wrote many posts about many things but i’ve never written a post about my dog Moro.

Moro turned 9 years today and I don’t want to wait until morning to write this. he is sleeping already and probably bit of light bothers him but says nothing. he is my best friend and currently only family i have.

i was suffering from a form of epilepsy since i was 15, caused by stress and abuse. i always knew that dog would be great for my ‘head’ but mother never allowed it. she is married now and lives somewhere far away. she has other interests. father lives somewhere fay away. he didn’t like moro at the beginning nor did moro like him which was odd. few years later i understood why was moro acting like that.

moro got his name in a bus while entering town of Sarajevo, was visiting film festival 9 years ago. i was thinking how to name him and thought about maybe moro. we used to have rottweiler moro, he had a big white spot on his chest which was very odd for a rottweiler. i wasn’t quite sure that this was the best name for my havanese so i left that idea and started thinking about other names. half a minute later, a big green cistern passed our bus and on its back it was written in huge white letters MORO. thank you Sarajevo ❤

moro was literally invited to the academy of fine arts and spent hours in atelier. he never ever stepped on any paper, or canvas, never ever did he chew my brushes or else. my colleagues would often ‘kidnaped’ him while i was on lectures so he was socializing since he was a puppy. he adores people, loves sea and driving on the boat, bike, his favourite activity is sniffing so i often call him snoopy…he has the most beautiful eyes and could make a list of things he makes me proud of. one scene really got stuck in my memory; i was eating something when suddenly i lost ability to swallow. the food was already near my trachea and i couldn’t do anything to push it further down. horror. i really got scared but i had to be calm and relax, yet that didn’t help. the food was still there so either i’ll suffocate or else. i looked at my moro and saw he was scared shitless. instinctively i sat down on the floor and he started liking my hands so gently, inviting me to caress him. after few seconds i finally swallowed that bite. thank you Moro ❤

dogs are best friends when there is nobody. even when there is, dogs feel world differently. i learned a lot from my dog by just observing him or better to say observing myself. moro allows me to be gentle and not to be sad too long coz i have responsibility to take care of him. and myself in that manner. he always makes me smile, makes other people laugh, we cuddle often and we also sing – he is very vocal and picks up the sounds almost like a parrot. i do his haircuts and of course i didn’t castrate him.

at the beginning of this post my eyes were watering for sentimental reasons. at the end of this post my eyes smile coz my heart is healthy again as is my dog who turned 9 years today.

Happy Birthday Moro! 🙂

ps. we like to thank my friend Marta and island of Hvar for inviting us to enjoy a bit @ sea.