A MAN’S BEST FRIEND BY PETER CALAC
I recently got a puppy named Nala.
I have always known I wanted to get a dog. Dogs to me are best friends; someone that is there to cheer you up no matter how bad of a day that you are having. I debated on what kind of a dog I would get and I decided that I wanted to get a Siberian Husky, a dog that is very energetic and needs to be exercised multiple times a day. Little does Nala know, I am not the one that takes her on runs…she takes me on runs. I do not wake up at 7am to let her outside; she wakes me up at 7am to take her outside.
Having a dog has opened my eyes to not only my actions and myself, but how the people and things we choose to surround ourselves with influence our actions and ambitions. I’m waking up earlier than I probably ever have, I’m exercising daily, and although it is good for me, it is good for my dog and that’s why I do it. But then I think that although I could just sit in my house and sleep in and not do anything, she forces me to get out of bed and go after each and every day, full of excitement and curiosity just as she does.
She has given me structure and a desire to be a better me. I am happy that I got a dog…and not only did I get a dog…I got an alarm clock, personal trainer, motivator, and a best friend all in one.