So when I came home from the barn today, Sam was in the living room on the hardwood floor near the bottom of the stairs. Undeterred. Who knows how long it took him to get all the way across those 12-15 feet of hardwood floor? Who knows how many falls and get-back-ups? And what was he planning to do about the stairs?
Fast forward a few hours and I carried Sampson upstairs and put him on the bed. He sometimes likes to be on the bed for a while, sometimes not. I went and took a shower and I heard him bark a few times. When I came back into the bedroom - he was on his blanket on the floor. Undeterred. Who knows what made it critically important that he get off the bed NOW and onto his favorite sleeping place? Who knows how he had the courage to jump/climb/fall from the bed to the floor knowing that his hind legs aren't always reliable?
Undeterred... Go as far as you can, don't worry about the future, be motivated, be persistent, be undeterred.
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