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Man’s Best Friend
My dog wasn’t intended to be mine but rather my brothers. When he graduated from school he took money meant for school and bought a pug instead. When he moved out for college and his apartment didn’t allow animals, someone else got that graduation present. He is a family dog now that has some serious attachment problems. Lod’es problems go a little bit further than that though. The idea of a family having a mentally retarded child isn’t unheard of in the slightest but a mentally retarded dog? Yep, they exist too. I doubt that it is the same, but it has to be close. The other family dog went to the groomers for the first time and Lod’e had a major separation issue to say the least. Everything scares him from a piece of paper, a book, unfamiliar noises, new people, a plastic water bottle, someone moving too, fast the dark. The list goes on. On the flip side though, the amount of love that dog carries is like no other. Sometimes I will lay in the floor and he will come, lay and face me and the look he has in his eyes is so unconditional. He loves to be cuddled and be kissed on. He wants to lay on a pillow and be covered up at night. He’ll get in the shower with you everyday if you would let him, loves to play with little stuffed pink pigs (no clue why but that is his favorite), always wants to sit with someone and I am talking butt to butt action. He needs to sleep at least 15 hours every day although I like to credit that as beauty sleep. A pug needs as much as possible, although I like to say he is like that stereo typical jock in movies that has all the looks and no brains. Ha.
With all of that, what it basically comes down to is that a dog is not just a dog but family. Lod’e is given more love and affection on any given day than more than half of the children in the world I would bet. Pets make a home a home. After a rough day, simply going home and laying in the floor can make it all better when man’s best friend comes to the rescue.
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