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Joy: From the Ground Up

Man’s Best Friend June 16, 2013

Man’s best friend was lost on me in puppyhood. I have been blessed with more than my fair share of loving motherly types in my life, but I’ve had somewhat a drought of father figures.

I never met my biological father. I hated him for it every day I watched mom struggle to provide and make such short ends meet. My time with her was a gift and I wouldn’t change a bit of it for myself. We had fun, we didn’t go hungry and we always had a (somewhat warm) place to sleep. But I hated him for leaving her to do so much all by herself. And I wonder sometimes if he would have been in the equation if we would have all gotten separated on that fateful day so many years ago.Dad and I

My path in life would never be the same after we got separated. And wow, can a change in scenery can change your perspective on things. I went from not having a dad to having a string of them who were terrible to me. The worst (by far) was the man with the leather belt. I shudder to think of all those times I tried to protect Jo (the man’s daughter) from him, and the chaos and pain that made up the aftermath. To this day, I have a somewhat obsessive fear of leather belts, baseball bats, power tools and laundry baskets.

These pieces of my past remain in my present but that doesn’t change my current outlook on things. I’ve learned a lot along the way about the strength we have in perseverance through the tough times. Through each struggle we emerge stronger, better, and more equipped to take on the next mountain in life.

Man’s best friend was lost on me in puppyhood, but all that has changed now thanks to the current father figure in my life.

Today is Father’s Day in America, and for the first time in my life I have someone to celebrate. I know getting a dog was mom’s idea, but my forever dad is the one who found me online at the Oshkosh Humane Society. He’s the one I play with, wrestle around with and prefer to snuggle up to at night (mom gets too warm). He doesn’t say he loves me nearly as much as mom, but he doesn’t have to. I can set it in his eyes when we’re playing, when we have an epic love fest (usually when mom’s not around) and even when he talks nonsense to me. He loves me more than he’ll ever admit. And he has restored my faith in the concept of man’s best friend. I love you dad.

 

19 Responses to “Man’s Best Friend”

  1. Soo happy you have a wonderful father in your life now Wiley! I knew my pup Papa but he was on a chain far from mine. I don’t have a Papa yet, but I do have the Grand Paw who loves me very much. Wooooowooooooo, Ku

  2. rumpydog Says:

    Wiley, Jen tells me about some of the dads she meets in her job, and it makes me shudder. But I know there are many good dads out there. I’m glad you finally found yours. Cheers!

    • Rumpydog! I am so happy and humbled to see your paw prints on my pages. You (and your stories) are an inspiration to me. I too shudder to think about all those dads out there who (for whatever the reason) should not be dads. Thanks for stopping by!

  3. Wiley, you are one lucky dude! Enjoy your dad today!!

    • I am one lucky dude. And I did enjoy my dad yesterday—he got kisses all over his face! I don’t think he likes it as much as I do, but I didn’t mind that so much. 🙂

  4. Wiley you’re so brave and I’m so happy you’re celebrating with your dad today! =^.^=

  5. writetowag Says:

    Wiley, we have so much in common…I thank God for you and how you were truly rescued…Have a wonderful FD with your daddy today and everyday. Never stop writing friend…It’s always a treasure to read your thoughts and reflections!!!!

    • Trev Bear, we are indeed kindred spirits. While it pains me to think of you struggling, I’m so glad you found the similar happy ending you so greatly deserve. Thank you for your kind words and for simply being you. Shine on!

  6. Nikitaland Says:

    Oh Wiley, this is such a beautiful post! Thank you so much for sharing this.

  7. Basil Says:

    So pleased you finally have the dad you deserve!

  8. huntmode Says:

    Oh, Wiley. It’s an extraordinary thing what time wroughts. I knew a man who refused to enjoy dogs for a long time and, then one day, he was SO lonely, in desperation he reached out to a miniature Schnauzer and that lonely man was gone in a New York Minute. He would stop total strangers to show pictures of the “very best dog in the Universe.” His love was so profound, he would have married that baby dog, I swear. Hold the faith, Wiley. Inch by inch y’all are winning us over. Love HuntMode

    • I’m so glad that man let love like that into his life. It’s funny how the world grants us opportunities like that every now and then…things we don’t understand make so much more sense when we see the light. Thanks for your compliments, dear one.

  9. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    What can I say? It’s been an honor to watch him be a father to my forever little person thus far. 🙂


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