Alan,

I was at a Buddhist temple that had a path set up for walking meditations. I had my 20 year old beagle with me. I was standing there enjoying the day and my dog was doing what hounds do. He was howling, rolling in smelly things, sniffing about and having a generally splendid time.

I was standing next to a monk and I gave him a 'please forgive my dog' look. He said "No worries. He's just enjoying his Buddha Nature...much like you".

I was wearing a utilikilt, work boots, hunting socks and a hoodie. I'm 46 years old.

Beagle On, Brother!