Tell me why you look so damned happy even though you only have three legs?
I continued my monologue by explaining to it that: “I have all the arms and legs I was born with so why am I so miserable at this particular moment while you are so damn happy?”


Three legged dogs are literally three legged dogs. As a result of sickness or accident, these dogs had one of their limbs removed. There are also two legged dogs but these are less common.

When such a dog loses one of its limbs, it is always a tragedy to the owner and even more to itself.


And there was Randi, a 3-legged, cross-eyed, permanently brain damaged dog, enjoying life to its fullest.  Still running in circles (even on the leash, which added a challenge to our walks).  If I yelled for her she could hear my  voice but couldn’t  tell where it was coming from (she often run the opposite direction).  She still had no depth perception and could not chew on a piece of meat like other dogs do.


But what makes this dog so interesting is that despite of its loss. It doesn’t stop running. As the wound heals, the dog learns to balance his weight on the remaining three limbs.

They don’t spend a fraction of a second agonizing whether,

Why me?

I can’t run I have only three legs!

Oh look at other dogs, they have four .

They learn to run with three legs and go on to live their best life.

They don’t play the victim.  ddddd

But she was the picture of contentment.  It’s as if she didn’t know she was lacking anything.

I think we all need to stop playing the victim. The victim of the system, victim of others, victims of time, victims of our past and so much more. Because by doing so we are giving our great power to things that don’t even matter.

This poem says it all ,

“When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed,

When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,

Count your many blessings, name them one by one,

And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done!”


Lessons I have learned from Randi:

1.When you’re tempted to feel sorry for yourself, look around you.  No matter how bad you have it, there is always someone who has it worse than you.

2.You can always choose to be content; you can also choose not to be content.  Either way, it’s your choice.





So stop playing the fucking victim and speak up,count your blessings , move on & do something about it.

Let us learn and be like the three legged dog.

Talk to you soon



  1. Thanks for a great read! I had the same thoughts when I had a deaf blind cat. I learnt so much from her! She never felt sorry for herself, she had the most beautiful character and just got on with (a relatively simple) life quite happily!