You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.
I hate my leash. At least I thought I did. It’s a device that is meant to put you in your place, to keep you from going where you want to go, and do what you want to do. But I have since accepted it as a necessary evil – my dad refuses to let me out of the house without it.
My mom is another story. When we go out for walks, I can basically go where I want to go and do what I want to do. My mom just follows me around because it is easier than pulling me back. (I got weighed today – 142 lbs!)
I think my mom got tired of being my bitch. Even before, when she got tired of waiting for me, she would take off my leash and leave – leaving me no choice but to follow.
Three days ago, she took it to the next level. We went outside without a leash! At first I was so happy! I finally have the chance to go anywhere without having to pull and tug. Wrong! I couldn’t go anywhere. She just stood there and looked at me. I wanted to go to the woods. I wanted to go to our neighbors. I wanted to cross the street and play with Russ. I had no leash yet I could not go anywhere! I wanted to do things but I want her to come with me. And I couldn’t make her. I wound up just running laps around her. I want my leash back!
But today I had enough. I refused to go out with her without my leash.
Life Lesson: If you love someone, set him free. If he doesn’t come back, you’ll be sad until you realize, You too are free.