Story about The Hunting Dog – vincenthuberta.com

I once had a dog. He was supposed to be this fancy hunting dog. However, he acted like any other dog barking at squirrels, burying bones. He was friendly and a good pet, but he didn’t seem like anything special.

One Christmas break, I went hunting with some friends. The same breed of dog that I had was out there, and it was looking for quail. This dog would run up to hidden quail cubbies, and his tail would lift high up in the air. I asked the hunter, “How did you train your dog to do this?” He said, “The more he’s in the environment he’s supposed to be in, the more he trains himself to do what he’s made to do.”

Is the environment you’re in limiting the gifts that are inside you?

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