At Ease
I have never been a giant among dogs. Or a standout in any way among friends. Never the one friend in the group quietly admired for his achievements. Or not so quietly should someone new inquiry about you. "
Oh, yeah, Rufus. Did you know he tested out of the usual dog show qualifiers and went straight to Westminster?" Nope, never happened. Never will. I score at, below, or slightly above average in some endeavors, but I am exemplary at none. I often require a second chance, or more. I am a fan of the adage that perspiration trumps inspiration. This has less to do with my genome than it does with who I've chosen to associate with these (nearly) ten years. Don't confuse the blueprint for the house I say. If you hang with overachievers it will rub off on you, and not if you don't. We make our beds, they say.
There is no going back, no un-ringing the bell as it were. We are what we've become. Some late life reshaping is possible, tho major changes are rare. I'm okay with this. I have to be.