This blog is going to the dogs. Seriously. Because as Daisy notes, even pups need a goddess, especially those canines who've lived on the streets, eaten from trash cans and spent time in the slammer. Like this beauty right here:
For dogs and the dog people who love them, the goddess to honor is Diana, the Roman goddess of the hunt.
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Diana had a pack of fifty hounds and fifty fleet-footed nymphs to do her bidding and keep her company. Despite being an awesome hunter and killer archer, she was actually a very modest and private goddess. She never married and she tried not to get involved in the messy politics of Olympus. Diana was nobody's marshmallow, however. Just ask Acteon.
Acteon was a hunter. One day, he was hunting in the woods with his own pack of dogs. He accidently spied Diana bathing in a nearby lake. Bad. Bad. Bad. You do not want to peek at a goddess in her skivvies. Nothing good will come of it. To avenge this assault on her privacy she turned Acteon into a stag, whereupon he was killed and devoured by his own dogs. The lesson here being: be careful what you train your dog to do. At my home, we're pretty content with "sit" and "stay."
Channel this goddess: When squirrels run by and when cats taunt you because they totally know you're on a leash. Damn felines. Or, if you, a mere person, have the privilege of caring for a dog, or even a pack of dogs. If you do have this honor, you no doubt know how lucky you already are. Just thank Diana.
Daisy: This one's for you.
Need a goddess? Tell me what your need is and I'll find the goddess for you to channel.