...Sometimes I dream that everything in the world is here, in my room, in a great closet, named and orderly, and I am here too, in front of it, hardly able to see for the flash and the brightness- and sometimes I am that madcap person clapping my hands and singing; and sometimes I am that quiet person down on my knees.
Mary OliverA dog can never tell you what she knows from the smells of the world, but you know, watching her, that you know almost nothing.
Mary Oliver