It's My Bone

We bought one bone and thought both dogs could share. What were we thinking? The bones were expensive, and Lucy didn't really chew it as much as Wrigley did, but she did gnaw on it occasionally. Christmas came and we bought two of the largest bones they had...19 ounces each! At first, both dogs went to their perspective corners and chomped away. Eventually, Lucy got board. Noticing an extra bone, Wrigley quickly ran to survey the damage, picked up the bone and took it to his kennel where he could work on it himself. The sibling rivalry began. Whenever Lucy picks up a bone, Wrigley is quick to snatch it away from her, regardless if he already has one.

Sometimes, Lucy will pick up a bone on purpose so that he will come and get it and start chewing it to get him out of trouble. She is a good big sister and very smart. On this particular day, Wrigley was laying on the bed, looking out the window. He had already been chewing earlier. Lucy plopped down and fell asleep. I couldn't resist the picture.

It made me think about my "bones" and how willing I am to share? There are some that I am very willing to share, but for the most part, I am very selfish, like Wrigley, I want mine and yours too. I don't mean to be that way, I just am. The "bones" in my life that I have to share, be it, time, money, things are hard for me to give up. I've either worked hard to achieve them or keep them.