Duff here. I was thinking about My Heritage. Musing about how I had developed over Time. When I was a Little Shaver, I took after My Dad. Mr. Murphy was a Bichon Friese/Shi Tzu mix and had Energy to burn. He, too, was handsome and dynamic. When Mom and Dad came to pick Me up to be Part of Their Family, Mr. Murphy bounded across the sofa, onto the side Table and into Mom’s Arms. What a greeting! Living unstuck.
I, too, had endless Pizzaz. There was a time when Mom had a Women’s Group held in the Bank of America lobby. Since I go Most Everywhere with her, I tagged along. But being a Puppy, I wanted to stretch My Legs. At the meeting’s end, I was released from My Carrier. Off I went! Round and round. Through the lobby, the cashier’s area. The employee break room. And back to the Lobby again. A perfect Circuit for an Adventuresome Puppy. When Mom finally tracked me down and Caught Me, I peed. (Of course, I did, for I was a Young ‘Un.) Shades of Mr. Murphy. I just know It. Living unstuck.
How about You? Are You like Your Dad? Or not so much? I say: Take the Good and leave the Rest Go. Enjoy Your Life with the best You Have. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#father-and-son
With sons and fathers, there’s an inexplicable connection and imprint your father leaves on you.