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Dogs and emotions

I want to share a story about dogs emotions. November 16 of 2020 I lost my 14 year old Tingeling. She had gone 90% deaf and depended on her son Alvin to hear for her, and often followed him the last bit of her life whenever she could not follow me. She died here at home peacefully on the couch with me, with the help of a vet she knew –  and was wrapped in a pink towel with my name embroidered on it. The bundle was lying on the floor when the other dogs was allowed to see and smell her. I wanted them to understand that she had passed. How they reacted, I could never have guessed.
They approached her ever so slowly, their tails lowering more and more as they got closer. Gently they sniffed her with tails down. After a while I put her on the bed in a cold room next to the hallway, to lay until the next day, when she was to be buried in the garden. But Alvin followed the bundle and would not leave her side. I didn´t know what to think. Did he guard her? Was he grieving? Did he understand? WHAT did he understand? I let him be for a little while. And whenever we passed that room, he wanted in and I let him. Very reluctantly he left the bundle each time and came with me again.
The next day he, and my other smooth fox terrier Pinocchio, followed Tingeling to her grave and again Alvin would not leave the site. I had to put a large, heavy slate on top to prevent him from digging her up, and not before the slate was in place I could get him to leave her grave and follow me.
We both, I think, had two weeks of silent grieving before I couldn´t stop myself and cried aloud, and so comes the second part about dogs emotions. Pinocchio came towards me to lick my tears, and since my crying didn´t stop at that, he came closer, and closer, until he ended up on top of my shoulder, leaning on my cheek and ear with his 9 kg body weight. And there he lay. Through my sobs I thanked him and told him what a good dog he was. Finally, as I stopped sobbing, he left my shoulder and looked at me, deep into my eyes. For a long while. I will never forget that look. It spoke more than thousand words.
Dogs are amazing.

Never apart

The snake in a burrow

The beasts on the plains

and the trees on a hillside

I own them.

I am them.

I own you, too.

You are of me.

You are never outside of me.

We are never apart.

You may try to leave me

To rein and conquer me

But when I strike –

When the hurricanes sweep across the land and sea –

Your stuctures shatter.

While the trees

evolved through billions of years

rooted deep in the earth

bend in the storms and endure

Your finances can not save you

Your stock markets are but

your poor illusion

a product of your imagination and greed.

You believe yourself to be the masters

over animals and the earth

lonely in the universe you spin

around yourself


Only nature can withstand Nature.

Only the natural will prevail.

I will carry you and I will feed you

I bring you all the joy you need

and heal your wounds.

But as you go against me

I will destroy you

in the end

You will not survive me.

Like death,

when I strike

you will kneel

and be back with me.

I am nature.

«Nature allways wins – in the end»  Fargeblyant, 48 x 60 cm.

Copyright Tonje Nové.

Shut up and listen!

«The biggest communication problem is we do not listen to understand, we listen to reply.»

Therefore, shut up. Shut up and listen!

We are so in need of being seen, of being heard, of being understood, and we forget to hear others, see others, understand others. We are so in need of feeling loved.

So shut up, and start with you.

Be quiet. Start listening. Seeing. Let others speak their truth and rest in what they said.


Let the moment rest in you. And when there is nothing else being said, wait yet another moment and rest.

Be quiet.

Feel what they said, give it time so it can sink in.

Feel their truth.

Listen to your heartbeat. Feel the silence. And if you still have something in your heart, that needs to be said, speak it quietly.


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Copyright Tonje Nové Sønsteby

(First time publised on my facebook wall 15 february 2014)



A Love letter to every dog

The soul of a dog – what lives within it? A life without a dog is a much poorer life. I want to thank every dog that have enriched my life, for teaching me to love more. Play more. For mirroring me so that I learn to know myself better. When I look into a dogs eyes, I see much love. There really are no limits to the love I see there. It withstands more, forgives more, and is allways renewed. Every day. And slowly but surely, little by little, I learn to love the same way. I want to thank every dog that have enriched my life…


(The dog on the photo is Merry Pippins Bristol King. Photo: Anja Sønsteby www.valhallfoto.no)