It’s a new year, a new decade. I keep hearing the word “resolutions,” but I’m trying to ignore it. You see, I tried those last year and they didn’t work. My goals to embrace my bath, grow taller, and learn to sit or lie down for 30 seconds to pass my therapy dog assessment did not happen. Brushing my teeth did occur a few times, but the fish breath remains. Now that I think about it, I only succeeded on one goal – no more pooping under my mom’s bed. I had no choice. She blocked me out. But I persevered and found other places around the house to leave my mark (and my pile). So that probably won’t count as a success – Mom certainly wouldn’t think so! You can see why I’m not a fan of resolutions.
So this year I think I’ll try my mom’s approach. She chooses only one word. Yep, that’s it. One word as a theme and a focus for her whole entire year. That seems much simpler than a bunch of resolutions. Only time will tell if it’s easier. The most difficult part is actually figuring out that one word. That’s a lot of pressure for a little guy like me. What should it be, I wonder?
After time to “paws” and reflect during many daily naps, I have decided to go with the issue that is most pressing – or at least the one that comes up A LOT. I hear about it when I lean in for a kiss. Often I get pulled back with the comment, “Whew, Toto, you have bad breath!” So I think it’s time to do something about it.
“Fresh” it will be – my word and my breath.
I hope next year at this time I can reflect (and smell) success!
So what’s your word for 2020?