My Good Friend Snoopy

They say that the most unlikely of relationships spawn from the deepest places were your life turns drastically and some just happen out of pure luck you, your best friend could've been the last person on earth and you wouldn’t even come across them,  but hey things happen.

Well for me I found this friend in the most unlikely of places but once we clicked it was like nothing could separate us. I found Snoopy in the back ally of a convenience store and before you go off thinking hey he must be in with the rough crowd but no. Snoopy is my pal like shaggy is with Scoot but it didn't start out that way, at first we mixed together like water is to oil but maybe that was because we had seen two different realities to the world and it was that at that first yelp that had me rushing in the back of some sketchy alley to save a hurt mom trying to save her puppy to the bitter end.

I buried the mom at a pet cemetery that was a few block east of were I was and with that I felt compelled to take this little puppy and give it a home, maybe it was the pain of losing my mother at the age of 5 or that I cant even remember what she looked like that made me look at this little fella like my own, but as soon as I tried to reach out to get him I got hit with what I referred to as spider sense because I yanked my hand, and the little fella would have bit me and I figured if I couldn’t go to him then maybe he can come to me so I did everything to go back to him spent the day with him heck even some nights when I felt like it was going to be a rough one but everyday I brought food, water, treats and even a couple of chew toys but as much as he felt happy to play with someone, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he still wasn’t over his mom and who would its been a little over 10 years and I still don’t forgive the man that took my mom away so I understood.

A couple of weeks passed and I could feel that I had made some progress I mean i couldn’t pick him up but he could still sit on my lap as he slept after a long nite of what I imagine are sleepless nights because no one is there to tuck him in bed at night but today was different he actually followed me home this time and my aunt was so opposed to me keeping her, after I explained she calmed down but I could tell that one wrong move and he was out of there so I set up his bed outside because i tried giving him a bath but he ran so fast I eventually gave up so I got my tent from the storage and camped out with him, and for a second I felt like nothing can and will go wrong.

I had spoke too soon, the morning came and what seemed like the beginning of a beautiful friendship had turned into psychological warfare and you might wonder how would I know, I mean it could’ve been the flower garden I take care of for when i bring flowers to my mothers grave, or maybe it was the potholes dug up in every square inch of the yard or maybe it was my chewed up sneakers by the the trashcan, and you know how sometime people say “it’s not as bad as it seemed,” they lied because for me it seemed like I was going to be grounded forever and I would have to send him away. I did what any person would do, I had to contain the problem so I called him and about 20 minutes later he comes running I guess the horn from my uncle startled him and so I reached out to him to comfort him he unleashed his more primal instincts and he bit me.

As I was being rushed to the E.R. blood on my shirt, tears down my face I couldn’t help but wonder why? But my answer was never answered but luckily it was just a flesh wound and as I was trying to explain what had happened about my new dog that had just lost it’s mother he looked at me and told me “Time is the only medicine for that,” I never really understood that but I went back home and my aunt was standing over my tent where snoopy was to take a nap with a look that I last saw at my mom’s funeral and as she picked him up to take her to the pound I yelled out wait! “It wasn’t his fault but she shrugged it off,” and at that moment I had to decide to say something now or regret the decision for the rest of my life.

The only thing I could think of was telling her I am going to run away and never comeback and a sudden image of my mom kept keeping into my head, and I blurted out the only thing that could come to mind “I love him.” She smiled but she kept walking and I dropped to my knees tears over flowing, and I couldn’t stand it, so I ran back into the house and hid in my little spot under my bed as I slept from exhaustion I felt a tickle on my nose and suddenly I couldn't breathe raised my head and there he was snuggling next to me, and my aunt walked in and said “I am proud of you,” I said why? She said “because you stood up for something you believed in,” I laughed and replied that I learned it all from her she told me good luck and explained how this is a real responsibility that I can’t mess this up , I gave her a big hug as she left the room.

It’s been a year since I got my buddy and I finally learnt what the doc meant when he said, “Time is the only medicine,” because he finally did open up and we are like two peas and a pod, where I go, he goes and that's just how it has been.