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What sort of magic do dogs use?

I'm not a woo creature. I'm either woo-blind, or I don't hear in woo-frequency. Whatever it is, woo is never something that has registered to me. I do understand energy to some level, and the all important spoon theory, but, I've wanted to understand my interaction with energy and why some things impact me the way they do for a long time. I had a conversation with my roommate, recently that was very eye opening.
I'd been fishing with Daddy over Independence Day weekend. I thought maybe we'd go out for a few hours and catch some fish and come home and spend there rest of the day doing each other. I was wrong. We were out from noon to past sunset. We made it back to my house around 10pm. I beat out Daddy, I would have kept staying until the light really went. I was having that much fun. How the fuck was my broken ass able to walk around the woods and river, be in the sun, and fish for NINE straight hours? I can't tell you the last time I did anything for nine straight hours, not even sleep.
It was the water. Some of it was Daddy, and being in nature with him, but a huge part of that was being near water.
Coyotes aren't thought of as water creatures. Talk about Coyote and you conjure up images of dry arid deserts, sand, dunes, cacti and the sun. Wile E Coyote chased Roadrunner across the desert. Other than the occasional oasis mirage in the desert or a small oasis, water is a rarity in the desert. Most desert creatures are specifically adapted to a harsh and dry environment. Life needs water. I need water. Being around water replenishes my spoons.
Friend and I were identifying different elements within our friend group and who identified as what. We talked about why I behave certain ways and why water seems to have such an effect on me. I should have figured this out when I went up to PA to chill in my parents neighborhood pool. I literally drove out of state to sit in a pool all weekend, because that was what was going to make me feel better. With my back and health shit, I just wanted to be submerged. But just being near water will replenish me. If it's water in nature. The shower does not seem to have the same effect but a bath can give me a spoon or two.
I am very easy going. I follow a lot of the paths of least resistance. I flow in and out of situations like I was born to do it. Water can be calm and tranquil, it can also be a force of nature that little can withstand. Coming to the conclusion that water is my element put a lot of things in my life in perspective.
What sort of magic do dogs use? They use (a)Wooo.

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