All the pretty flowers!

Decapitation.

Though I was only little, I distinctly remember sitting on the grass in the garden of my Nana's house and her elderly neighbour walking by and stopping at the gate for a chat. "Look at all the lovely dandelions", he said smilingly to me. "They're weeds", I informed him. "No", he said, "they're just flowers in the wrong place."
Today as I set about mowing the meadow that the front lawn had become after relentless rain and consequent growth spurts, I couldn't help feeling a little bit sad and even guilty. Buttercups and daisies and some delightfully delicate and pretty little blue and white flowers became mush in the grass box of the lawnmower, leaving nothing but green stalks that blended into the grass and giving no hint of what they used to be. In the sense that weeds are wild plants that grow where they're not wanted, the lawn had certainly been weed-infested. Because one is meant to eradicate weeds from flowerbeds and lawns, I mowed them; I chopped their pretty little heads off. Not before spending a few minutes happily lying amongst them with the dog in the sunshine though and whispering to them that they'd be far better off growing themselves out in the field. They'd only run the risk of being eaten by a horse out there and then I wouldn't feel like an executioner of the beautiful.*

Boundless self-expression

Mostly Belle just cares about where her next thrown ball will come from.

Humans are really funny creatures. Though few of us are mind readers and really know what goes on in the head of another or how they really feel, actions as they say, sometimes speak louder than words. Though who's to know if the words, if spoken, are the truth anyway. "I'm fine", she might say, "no really there's nothing wrong" and then she immediately begins to cry, leading the listener to believe that in fact she is not actually fine. No mind reading necessary in order to be able to figure that one out.
 It is so very easy though to keep our real feelings hidden. If we want it is possible to silently suffer or rejoice or simply feel and keep that all to ourselves. And if a little peek of the truth squeezes out to the fore, it's easy to lie and then no one will ever know what's truly going on inside. Physical manifestations like obvious embarrassment or lack of engagement sometimes make it hard to mask true feelings and spontaneous reactions to situations can give away too much sometimes too. In these cases the only thing that saves the situation is the hope that perhaps actions do not actually speak louder than words if the words form a really well complied and convincing lie.
Humans are also really smart creaures though and possess an instinctual sense for when things are as they are. The tiniest things stand out sometimes and act as subtle, yet definite hints that there are feelings being hidden or real emotions being fobbed off as irrelevant. Perhaps it is fear that creates that unwillingness to be true to how we feel and openly accept it and express it. Fear of so many things, of being ridiculed, of being hurt....
Dogs on the other hand never bother to hide feelings or maybe have no ability to anyway but perhaps they're alot better off for it. If they're excited, scared, uneasy, angry, ashamed, they show it in their simple way. There's no worrying about whether their human will think they're silly or not, they just go with nature and accept the consequences that come along. An owners love or affection for their dog will not decrease simply because they fall in love with a particular toy or growl at someone they don't like the look of.
Perhaps it's a lesson we should take from those beautiful canines. We're all human and all experience the same emotions. Just like dogs, we will have particular things that excite us and particular people who affect us in different ways whether it be with great dislike or anger or great love. There's very little we can do to change the effect a sunset or music or works of art or waves or another human has on us and though we may try to mask the feelings, perhaps there's not any way we can really hide the truth. Maybe it's better to let our human tails wag or do the equivalent of licking or baring our teeth. Odds are, there's nothing to fear at all.*