We have a big and little dog at our house. Our big Doberman, Mira, will eat anything in sight so we usually feed the little dog, Tubby, separately. Often Tubby’s bowl is still on the floor when we let Mira back in the kitchen. Even though the bowl is completely empty, Tubby will stand over his bowl, stare at Mira, and growl.
It is always amusing to see Tubby growl at a dog big enough to eat him and all his dog food. But when he growls over his empty bowl, I think Tubby gives us a picture of our own foolishness. In the end, all the money we have made, possessions we have accumulated, and prestige we have gained is really nothing. But too often we get caught up defending our turf, our imagined dignity, or our rights. Like a little dog we growl over an empty bowl, not realizing that everything comes from the master’s hand anyway.
