Spiritual Teachings of the Canine Masters It's not the destination,it's the journey. Walking around the block, around the block, around theblock. Be here now. Walkingaround the block, there is a choice: keep my head down and miss the whole thingor notice the birdsong, the airagainst my cheek, the red tricycle on the neighbor's lawn. I am not the center ofthe universe. Who picks up the poop? I am worthy of love.The ecstatic greeting at the door, whether it's been six minutes or six hours sinceI left. Give thanks. Who'sa good doggie? Buddy is. Yes he is.