Man’s Best Friend
May 21, 2020 Uncategorized 6 comments hvinal20
My dog is my best friend, it would be something that someone might constitute being sad, but I do not see it that way. I find it to be normal as a lot of people have a very close relationship with their animals. Talking to animals is not uncommon, but it is often judged simply because people find it weird, but the same people who judge also probably do it. I am not afraid to admit that I am one of those people who will talk to their dog, I use it as a way to cope with what my mood would be at the moment. My dog was a big comfort for me around the time my Junior year started.
When Junior year came around I ran into a crossroads of my sister moving out based on events that happened during the summer before. My sister was one of my closest family members since she was the one I had lived with the longest, my entire life until the beginning of my Junior year I had lived with her, my sister was one of my best friends. When it came to venting she was always there, the first family member I had come out to as gay and the first family member to openly admit that I am an atheist. She accepted me for both and we lived our life, but when she left I had no one to be the other person in my current living situation to vent to.
So upon my sister leaving I had to find someone else to vent to about me being almost completely lonely in my house; previous events led me not to trust my mother and to create a growing hatred between me and my mother’s boyfriend. The loneliness and hatred mixed only led me down a path to where I would sink into another depressed state.
But I would find another person to vent to this person just so happened to be my dog, my honey dog. I was always able to find trust in animals my dog is always there for me, no complaints, when I am mad I can yell and rant, when I find myself sad I can vent about what is going on in my life to put me in that state of mind. When I am annoyed I can talk about the annoying things going on in my life to her. My dog is my confidante and she is who I can talk to about me and what is going on without serious judgment, she tends to give me the stink eye when she is annoyed.
When it comes to my dog and me, she was my confidante; with this relationship, there were times me and her would just sit in my room and she would actually enjoy watching a tv show or taking the time to go outside and throw a toy around for her and just hang out with her. My dog and I have become so close she has even become possessive of me and my entire room, she will not allow any dogs into my room or near me when she is around. She is extremely defensive of me and is always there for me, and in the same manner, I am of her because like a normal human I would never let anyone hurt my dog, my best friend.
Me and my dog hold a mutually beneficial status, I can vent to her about all my problems and in the end, I always have a friend; for her, I am always able to play, watch some tv, or give her some treats. My dog and I are extremely close friends, she is always there for me and I am always there for her.
People usually find their confidante to be a human best friend or a family member, but in my situation of losing a confidante I find the replacement to be my dog, my best friend. My dog is always there for me and I am always there for her. I will always be able to visit her to vent and she will always have someone to play fetch with outside. Just because my dog cannot respond to me with words she is always listening, and when it comes to venting I do not need reassurance I just need a listening ear. Venting makes me feel better, and my dog is the best confidante I have; my dog will always be able to listen and she will always have someone to play fetch with or get treats from.
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6 Comments
I LOVE this piece of writing! My dog, Stu, passed away last Summer and I lost a piece of myself and my life. He was my best friend in the whole wide world. Animals are great companions, even though they’re not human. The emotional bonds that we can make with creatures are like no other, and to have an animal such as a dog that is so loyal, loved, and caring, is such a great thing. You do what you need to do to keep yourself mentally healthy, and if that mean relying on and confiding in an animal companion, then you should have proud in doing so. Wishing you and your pupper the best! 🙂
I can relate to you feeling a loss when your sister left. I felt the same way when my older brother moved out. We had never lived apart from each other and it was definitely a challenge. He too was the person I told everything to and relied on to be my confidant. My dog and I also have become very close and she helps relieve my stress.
I think it is super important to have an animal best friend in life, especially during times of hardship. It’s really sweet that you can rely on her to talk to. I totally think that despite our pets not really understanding our words, they can understand our emotions. And with no negative judgment! Glad to see you have such a great relationship with your dog.
I think a person’s bond with their pets is very special, maybe even more special than those with other people. Pets, especially dogs, give unconditional love and affection. I don’t know what I would do without my little idiot dog Roxy. She may be the single most annoying creature on the planet, but I love her to death and she is my best friend.
I totally know what you mean! Dogs are the best. They are always there for you no matter, and always wanna comfort you. They truly just make our lives better.
I do not have a dog, but I do talk to my cats. We have full converstations back and forth to each other. It really is a great coping method when there is no one else to talk to. My sister is also my confidant, “When it came to venting she was always there” I am glad that you had someone to talk to about your problems. Also I am glad that once your sister moved out you found someone that you could be yourself around. No judgments.