Blog Every Day in May: Day 2
Day 2, Thursday: Educate us on something you know a lot about or are good at. Take any approach you'd like (serious and educational or funny and sarcastic).
It's funny, I spend so much time reciting the long list of things I don't understand (math, poor personal hygiene) or things I'm not good at (math, using scissors properly), that I tend to take the spotlight away from the things I AM good at and the things I DO know a thing or two about.
I'm guilty of associating positive statements about myself with bragging, and I used to fear that saying "I am good at [insert thing I'm good at that most likely has to do with eating or sleeping]" was showing off. But now that I recognize my self-depreciating nature is harmful to my self-esteem and general opinion of myself, I've started to feel braver about singing my own praises.
I know a lot about dogs. Stemming from a pure love of the species, I did an outrageous amount of reading on them as a child, and I even had a subscription to Dog Fancy magazine for like, 2 years. I pride myself on my ability to identify breeds as well as spill out a few unique tidbits about that specific type of dog. For example, did you know that dachshunds were originally bred in Germany to be voracious hunting dogs? Their long bodies and paddle-shaped paws evolved to help them dig tunnels for foxes and badgers.
I remember owning a small encyclopedia of dog breeds and spending an exorbitant amount of time in my room selecting one type of dog and memorizing facts about it. By the fifth grade I could categorize dogs by class (working dogs, sporting dogs, hound dogs, terriers, herding dogs, toy breeds, non-sporting types, ect.). No one was forcing me to learn these things; it was just pure, unbridled passion.
Dogs are probably one of the first things I was passionate about growing up and it's stuck with me my entire life. I've volunteered at the animal shelter just to be CLOSE to dogs. My husband and I call each other at work when the other is on their lunch break and spotted a cute dog walking down the street. I once almost ran a red light because I was craning my neck to see a puppy playing in the grass.
And don't even get me started on the arsenal of dog stuffed animals I had as a child. In fact, I still have all of them in either my closet or in my bedroom at my mom's house.
Being a dog lover is in my family's blood. We always had a dog in our house growing up (we bred our beagle when I was in kindergarten and living in a house filled with puppies is still one of the absolute best memories I have) and the moment my sister and I had our own apartments, we had our own dogs, too. I gravitate towards the hounds, obviously, and am a firm believer that dogs enrich our lives and teach us to be better people.
One of my favorite sayings is, "I want to be the type of person my dog already thinks I am."