Meet Marley, one of the other loves of my life. So the puppy that my son begged for and got last Christmas, quickly turned into my puppy. He’s actually my baby, and it’s his nickname. I believe he was meant for me, and I can’t express how much joy he has brought to me during this very difficult time in my life. He turned a year old this past November and Christmas Eve marked a year of him being in our lives. We all love him actually. He is such a sweet, smart boy. He only pooped in our house 1 time, I was amazed…1 time, that’s just unheard of. We brought him home when he was just 5 weeks old. He was completely potty trained by the time he was 4 months old, again unheard of, he has never had an accident, ever. I know what you’re thinking…that’s some dog…and yes he is! He knows how to sit, shake(both paws), lie down, roll over, spin around, and when you place a treat on his nose he will wait for it, until you say “get it” then he snaps his head and flips it into his mouth. He loves to go to the beach and dig in the sand, he will walk right beside you without being on a lead. He is a big chicken though and gets scared when he sees reflections in the glass doors. When he goes out alone at night he gets spooked and will run back upstairs, so he isn’t going to be much of a watch dog. I don’t mind one bit. He is loved by all of our neighbors, I mean he even got Christmas presents from some of them..lol. He is who I would be if I were reincarnated as a dog. He loves socks, has an obsession with ribbon, and seashells. So this is my Marley, my Super Dog and when I’m having a really bad day he always knows how to cheer me up.
I love writing my blog about my husband’s affair and my journey to healing but I realized that I have let it define me for the past 2 years and I have decided to try and write about something else that defines me at least once a month. I am so much more than a betrayed spouse and I want people to know that. So this post is about the animal lover in me, especially my fondness for Golden Retrievers. We used to raise them and those were some of the best times we had…i used to love being covered with all of those puppies. One time we had a litter of 11 and I remember sitting in our garage with every single one of them in my lap, it was a puddle of puppies. I like to reflect on some of the happier times in my marriage and raising those puppies is surely one of the best times. Our whole family loved it and we all had our favorites…now we have Marley, there will be no breeding for him ( he wore the cone of shame). We just have him to love!