Man’s Best Friend

Well another friend announced via Facebook today that he is going to be a daddy and of course instead of being happy right away for said friend I started turning his new exciting information into something about me and my infertility. Just as I was about to head down the woe is me road my two little doxies came running into the room doing their “feed me” dance. Which is pretty much one of the cutest things you have ever seen. I quickly got distracted by the overwhelming amount of cuteness surrounding me and forgot about the negativity starting to brew in me.

Whether my dogs are extremely empathetic or they just wanted food. They saved me from some very unnecessary brooding today. Being jealous and wallowing in my own self-pity isn’t going to get me pregnant. This is a thrilling time for my friend and he doesn’t need any negative energy to start his road to fatherhood.

I realized today how much the phrase; “man’s best friend” doesn’t even begin to describe how much these little creatures influence my life. I wonder if they even know how therapeutic they are for me.  I may not have children but I do have two dogs and I am the center of their world. My husband refers to them as Flotsam and Jetsam as they are always following me perfectly in sync with each other. In case you don’t get the reference Flotsam and Jetsam are Ursula’s eel minions from The Little Mermaid. Wait a second, does that mean my husband thinks of me as Ursula?

Morgan   Ella


flotsam and jetsam


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