Growl: the noise I make when I am unhappy
Growl! And that kicks off this
fine Monday morning. First of all, I was promised a walk yesterday, but I did not get one. The lazy a$$ I call Dad 1 kept pushing it off all day because it was raining (and since he just gave me a bath, he didn’t want me to smell from getting wet), telling me to wait just a little longer. It drizzled on and off all day, so by the time the sun began setting, he said it was too late and he would take me today. I was displeased and ensured he knew it last night as I growled at everything: at the people on the roof, at the people yelling on the street which I could hear up here on the 12th floor and at the Dads just to teach them a lesson. Just wait til you find out why I was going on this little walk — not out of the goodness of his own heart, I’ll have you know.
Anyways… I slept in a little this morning, just got out of bed and wandered into the living room. As I look outside, that rain is coming down again, which means I probably won’t get a walk again unless it stops. GROWL. I’m sure you’re asking: “why is Dad offering you a walk a bad thing?” So… let’s roll time back a little bit. My grandparents came over this weekend to visit, as they usually do every other weekend. Dad 2 was away on a business trip so it was just the three of us. Normally Grandma brings me lots of treats and and I get to eat whatever I want when she visits. She did bring me a very tasty peanut butter and bacon treat from her trip to Pennsylvania, which coincidentally is where I was adopted from 10-years ago. I ran around like a whiny little brat (I admit my faults) because it was too big to eat and I wouldn’t let anyone break it into pieces. This went on for 30-minutes until finally Grandpa helped me so I could eat it.
But then a terrible awful thing happened. I heard Grandpa whisper to Dad, “Ryder’s putting on a bit of weight.” Dad looked at me and said, “oh, you’re right, I hadn’t noticed.” It was an amusing few minutes as Grandma teased Dad about him blaming her for giving me all the treats. She whooped him something fierce over it (in a funny way), but I haven’t seen them in 3 weeks so it couldn’t be them. Poor Dad, he got quite a bit of torture from his parents over it. He deserved it though. I admit it. I have put on a few additional teeny tiny specks, as I need to bulk up for the winter. I will fix it and I don’t need anyone to tell me how.
That’s when the terrible awful happened… Dad used the word “diet.” GROWL! I did not get any of their pork roast for lunch. I did not get any of their chicken pot pie for dinner last night. I did not get any other treats. Dad 2 got home and I curled up against him on the couch. I told him I loved him and how mean Dad 1 was. Dad 2 didn’t agree with me. He sided with Dad 1 and said “Yes, I think we need to cut back.” Dad told me I get nothing for 1 week and I am going for more walks. That’s why a walk is a bad thing. It’s not out of the goodness of that monster’s heart. He claims he loves me and doesn’t want me to get sick or to age more quickly because I’m putting on an extra
ounce or pound or two pounds… we’ll stop there because GROWL. I’m going back to bed. Please someone do something about this?
About Me & the “365 Daily Challenge”
I’m Jay, an author who lives in NYC. My debut novel, Watching Glass Shatter, can be purchased on Amazon @ http://mybook.to/WGS. I’ve always been a reader. And now I’m a daily blogger. I decided to start my own version of the “365 Daily Challenge” where since March 13, 2017, I’ve posted a characteristic either I currently embody or one I’d like to embody in the future. 365 days of reflection to discover who I am and what I want out of life.
The goal: Knowledge. Acceptance. Understanding. Optimization. Happiness. Help. For myself. For others. And if all else fails, humor. When I’m finished in one year, I hope to have more answers about the future and what I will do with the remainder of my life. All aspects to be considered. It’s not just about a career, hobbies, residence, activities, efforts, et al. It’s meant to be a comprehensive study and reflection from an ordinary man. Not a doctor. Not a therapist. Not a friend. Not an encyclopedia full of prior research. Just pure thought, a blogged journal with true honesty.
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