If anyone doesn't know, I'm an official card carrying T.S.A. "No Scanner" due to the hardware in my head and chest. (Deep Brain Stimulation for Young Onset of Parkinson's Disease) I get the honor of being frisked every time I travel... and so does my service dog, and partner, Chief!
Like many things I'm beginning to understand, my Chief is teaching me general life principles especially how to just "keep it simple!"
The other day Chief reminded me of the shameless self-serving pleasures in life that makes him feel good all over. He allows himself to feel good when the opportunity presents itself, never turns it down and never seems to stall about having to give himself permission to feel good. He just capitalizes on the opportunity and enjoys it! Lets learn from that, eh?
When I, or anyone else for that matter, pets Chief... he shows no shame because he knows no shame! His face and eyes just seem to be saying, "Just keep on touching me man! Don't stop! I'd like you to touch behind my ears, my belly, and my butt!"
So I figure that if I take the Chief's lead, and next time we are flying, just shamelessly lay down on my back, spread my legs, to expose my privates and soft underbelly... not only will I get a good feeling and shameless self serving "frisky" rubbing, but I just might end up being the first person on the TSA "no frisk" list!
Here's to you Chief! Love you man!
Roger
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