A story of a dog named Floyd

(For those of you who know the real Floyd, stay calm, he is alive and well!).

There once was a puppy named Floyd who loved nothing more than to go for walks... running around, chasing birds and squirrels... it was paradise.

As Floyd grew older he began to get tired of his walks.  "There has to be more to it than this.", he thought, "I feel like all I do is go in circles. What's the point?".  And with that Floyd decided he wanted to walk somewhere. To make something of his walk. But where?

He pondered this while continuing his usual walk.  Afterall, why change when he knows this walk so well. Once he figures out the answer, then he will change. And so he walked and walked and pondered and pondered. But still no answer. Frustrated he barked loudly into the sky, "Please tell me the answer!", but he did not hear a reply.

The next morning, as Floyd as was on his usual walk, he came to a sudden stop.  "What the heck is this?!" He asked himeself. "Somebody has built a road right across my usual path! Nobody asked my permission.  Who do they think they are?!?" Floyd barked in a fury.  Confused, he turned around and went home.

The next morning he set out on his walk hoping it was all a bad dream. But sure enough, the road was still there. And this time, some strange thing with four wheels zoomed by on the road. "What is going on? I don't understand. Why did this happen to me?" Floyd thought. Tail between his legs, Floyd turned around and went home.

The next morning Floyd went to leave on his walk, but then suddenly stopped. He thought of all the change in the last 2 days.  "What if more has changed?" He asked himeself.  "I don't know if I can handle any more change." And so, Floyd decided to stay home.

"Home isn't so bad." Floyd thought. And he did his best to keep busy, but soon enough he grew tired again. He began to pace in his house. Wondering what to do. Back and forth he paced... "I can't play inside anymore, but I can't go outside... not now... its been too long... too much will have changed by now." Not knowing what to do Floyd barked with frustration loudly into the sky, "Please tell me the answer!", but he did not hear a reply.

That night, Floyd woke up to the loudest thunder he had ever heard in his life. "Great, what now?" He thought. "It can't get any worse." And then sure enough, it did. Water began to flow into Floyd's home ruining all his favourite things. Floyd couldn't believe it. "Why does this always happen to me?" he barked "What did I do to deserve this? I didn't ask for this! This is the worst day of my life."

Feeling as if he had no other choice, Floyd left his home.  He couldn't remember the last time he had been outside. And his worries were right... much more had changed.

So Floyd did the only thing he knew what to do, he began walking. Even though much had changed, he quickly adapted and thought to himself, "this isn't so bad." As Floyd relaxed and began to enjoy walking again, he laughed a little and thought, "you know, I never did figure out what the point of these walks are. I really wish somebody would tell me the answer."

Just as soon as this thought had finished a road came across his path. And not just any road... the same road that started this whole mess. FURIOUS Floyd barked and barked and barked until he tired himself right out and lay down beside the road.... feeling completely lost.

When Floyd awoke he was looking down the road instead of across it.  This new perspective allowed him to notice something he had never seen in all his days of walking.  There was something down the road.

Curious, Floyd walked with the road until he came across this new something. As he came to the spot where he thought it should be, the something wasn't there, but from here he noticed many other somethings. So he continued down many other paths. Some were short, some long, some dark, some bright, some were paved, some were gravel... all with many somethings. Some somethings he liked, some he didn't.

Then on one particularly beautiful day when there were no clouds in the sky,  he decided to hold his head up high and look up into the sky, well above his own height, for the first time in his life. And it was then he saw the something which called out to him like no other ever had.  This something though was far off and high above him, but he began walking anyway with a sense of purpose.  Whenever he grew tired, all he had to do was look at this new something and we was revitalized. It was as if this new something was giving him new energy, new life!

At times, he wished he had looked higher than his height sooner, as this something was probably there all along. But of course it wasn't just about looking up high, as sometimes clouds were in the way. As Floyd continued on his trip, he had to use all of the skills he had learned along the way. In fact, if it wasn't for all those other paths in the past, the good and the bad, he would not have been able to take on this trip. It was then he realized that life hadn't been happening to him... it was happening for him.

Finally, Floyd reached his ultimate something!!! HE WAS OVERJOYED! And so he began running around, chasing birds and squirrels... it was paradise.