My three-something-year-old Brittany, Lucky, is a lovely, charming girl with quite impressive dog manners. Ask anyone in the neighborhood. 🙂
Still, like any dog she knows what she wants when she wants it.
If you own a puppy of any breed, age or temperament, then you know perfectly well what a term “dogged” means.
Dogged is what they are, when they pursue a squirrel. Beg for food. Keep returning to the one spot they can’t go to — again, and again, and again.
You want something bad? Take an inspiration from your dog. Wrap your teeth around that chew toy. Clamp’em down with everything you’ve got. And don’t let go.
Dogged is the only way to be if you want to achieve anything worthwhile, anything extraordinary.
I wrote another way about this crazy doggedness a few years ago here. I hope it speaks to you.
How did everyone’s first week of the month/year/challenge go? Were you able to keep up during the weekend, too? And are you guys ready for week 2?
I know it’s going to be a crazy week for me, that’s for sure. (Will be posting on that in a few days).
Cheers to all of you! You guys are wonderful. Truly.
Katiaesque 
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