He is the only one who bites my ankles. I am the only one who doesn’t care. One playful puppy with short wiry fur and enormous feet he trips on. Feet that carry him where he needs to go. One bundle of trouble. In a shelter, we saw thousands of homeless puppies, but we picked him.

His ears are soft. They rub up against me when I sleep. They flap up and down when he tears around the yard looking from trouble to pass the time. This is how he lives.
Let one puppy change your life, he will brighten up your everyday, each with a new obstacle. Watch, watch, watch, you will do as he grows. He blossoms into your family.
When I am too depressed and too lost to continue my day, when I am a fighting the urge to drown in sorrow and disappointment, I take a look at my puppy. When there is nothing left to fret about, life is normal again. One who saved me. One who helped become my family of two. One whose life goal is to make me happy and be my companion.