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THE PAW-SITIVE BENEFITS OF WRITING WITH A DOG by Teresa


Since writing is a solitary experience, having dogs by your side can help improve the emotional and mental downside of writing alone. Although, pounding on the keyboard can give your fingers a great workout, it also can create stress from constantly putting words to paper to meet deadlines.
Benefits
Just having an animal in your writing space can provide all kinds of benefits. Animal companionship can help to reduce stress and certain health risks such as a heart attack from sitting too long, poor posture, and plummeting metabolism. All of the above are benefits of writing with a dog.
Move it
Since dogs need to eat, drink, and take walks; this allows writers to get up and move around a bit. By walking your dog 30 minutes each day, you help to beat a sedentary lifestyle since it forces you to regularly get up and move. This type of activity can also stimulate your mind, bring on creativity and inspiration, and is good for both you and your dog.
So, if you want to minimize health risks and inspire your writing, try welcoming a dog into your daily writing routine to enrich your work environment. After all, dogs are loyal, trusting and loving companions.

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Teresa Inge is an author in the Mutt Mysteries series, Virginia is for Mysteries series, and short fiction. She can be reached on all social media and www.teresainge.com

Teresa’s dogs Luke an Lena (pictured) are always by her side when writing.


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