This past week tears have been appearing in William's eyes when he shares his concerns about Puppy's health. Threadbare in places and out of stuffing in others, Puppy's best years are behind him. William can see the writing on the wall and he's not happy with what he's reading.....he still needs Puppy. Shit, I still need Puppy.
The day will come when my boys realize that I'm just a big ol'hairy guy with bad knees. Today however, I'm viewed as a cross between the Hulk and an Olympic athlete. I'm Daddy. So after watching the tears well up in my boy's eyes at bedtime for the 4th day in a row there was really only one thing I could say when he expressed his fears again....NOT ON MY WATCH! Or something along those lines. Regardless, it was a dramatic and powerful moment as we lay down on his Transformers sheets and turned out the light.
Now, I'm not comfortable with the 'hero' label. It's overused and usually misplaced..... but I can't deny that the open heart re-stuffing that took place on our kitchen table this afternoon was damn impressive. My eyes and hands aren't what they used to be, but Puppy pulled through with flying colours. We both had a little Baileys in our coffee and were none the worse for it. He's still worn in places, but we'll let him recover from this surgery before putting him under again.
Here's to you Puppy. Long may you run.
"I understand that you little guys start out with your woobies and you think they're great... and they are, they are terrific. But pretty soon, a woobie isn't enough. You're out on the street trying to score an electric blanket, or maybe a quilt. And the next thing you know, you're strung out on bedspreads Ken. That's serious." - Mr. Mom
ReplyDeleteNow, I'm not suggesting that William simply throw Puppy into the fireplace like Ken did his woobie, but some day Puppy will have to go to that big sauna in the sky... Good Luck! I'm going out tomorrow and buying a duplicate of everyone of Magnus's stuffed toys, just to hedge my bets.
William's plan is to set up a place in the basement for Puppy so they can visit each other when need be....we tried to find a duplicate years ago...no luck. Hope your search is more fruitful than mine:)
ReplyDeleteOh Puppy! What are you going to do? I have to admit that I have always been a little grateful that our kids never clung to anything in that way. Not sure if it is a result of flawed parenting but definitely is a load off. I'm not looking forward to that inevitable fateful post about Puppy....
ReplyDeletePeople seem concerned about Puppy. Puppy isn't going anywhere. As long as Puppy wants a home, Puppy has a home;)
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