Thoughts on Karma

I've been pondering since I brought MJ home with me. Of course I've had outdoor dogs before, and Max was pretty uncomplicated but I got him at 9 months. MJ is said to be 6 years. I don't know how long she lived on the streets in LA, although I think it wasn't very long because I don't think she'd have been very good at it. She only seems really relaxed when she sleeps at night. I think about where she's been and how she got there.

When I'm home she never takes her eyes off of me and when I stand she darts over to where I'm standing. It has occurred to me that one day she'll kill us both by tripping me. She's not as anxious when I come and go as she was - she's stopped barking - but she doesn't let it go. When I come back from the laundry room, she's standing where she was when I left.

This morning I was thinking perhaps in a past life MJ had been inconsiderate of a pet and she was afraid of that happening to her. Perhaps that could be my fate as well. Why not? Why couldn't the essence of life be non-specific to species, genera, family, order, class, or phyla? It serves us to believe that we are of a higher order, but is it true?