Meet Marley
I can say without a doubt – he is the love of my life. They always say dogs come into our lives for a reason – and I truly believe that. To be quite honest I was kind of in that in between stage. Wanting a dog, but knowing you can’t really afford another mouth to feed. Well the kid and I had tossed around the idea, and it just so happened about a week after that conversation – along came home a very rough-looking pup. A fat one, but a rough-looking one.
(My two babies)
OMG isn’t he just the cutest. Yes he is. I know. LOOK AT HIM hahahaha. My daughter quite beautiful too – I KNOW. I have beautiful babies. Marley was actually her dog the first few weeks – but she is young – and well I used that against her to take possession of him. I basically force adopted him hahahaha. But really she knew him and I were meant to be. Especially after the night she wanted to take him out-of-town and I had a complete crying fit – yeah – that was the night I knew I fell in love with him.
I am not joking either. My daughter can attest to this story. I was getting onto her about having the responsibilities of having a dog – and that she couldn’t be leaving during the weekends and leaving the dog to me.
Then she pop off with – well I will take him with me. HELL NO. Like it was bad enough my child was grown – but like now you wanna take my grand baby riding around doing God knows what, what if he runs off or gets hurt. He won’t know how to get home cause he just got here. Yea yea – I know – I became my mother.
The thing is – that for those 3 weeks that Marley had been here – Katie had been gone on the weekends. Me and this little one – we started doing things together. Like, everything. At the time he was a pup – I still had a regular vehicle. So he got to go to the laundry mat, to the grocery store, I mean he was little so like you could just hold him like a baby hahaha. 
Marley car rides
Isn’t he adorable 🙂 hahaha.
A bond that is really unmatched. If I had to choose to do something with friends or Marley, it’s gonna be Marley. I mean after all, he has been there through a lot. And he is always down to do whatever.
All I got to say is “Marley wanna go ______” and he is like yep. I could say let’s go to bed, he would be like, yep. Wanna go on a walk, YEEEPPPP. Wanna dance, yep. Wanna throw fetch, yep. Wanna sit out back and watch the stars, YEP. He really does enjoy those things – or he is just pretty good at playing along hahahaha.
Marley nap time
He gets me through the tough times. He makes me laugh when I am sad. He loves me unconditionally, despite how I look, how I feel, he is always there. If I want to eat junk food, he says nothing, he just wants a bite, he is most definitely my partner in crime. He is tough when he needs to be, even though he acts like a baby sometimes – when called to arms – he is there.
To be honest – he reminds me a little of my dad. He does the things I know my dad would do if he was still here, and that would be comfort and protect. Two things I’ve never experienced from a spouse, I at least had the blessing of having that growing up. Something many people lack, and probably why I pose as a challenge for most men – because a weak man will never be a good match for me.
Yep, a Daddy’s girl. Raised in the mud, tough as nails, a mouth you can’t control, witty and wild.
There are a lot of things that I know I would have never done alone, that I have been able to do because I have Marley by my side. And a lot of those things have to do with my father.
As I mentioned in a previous blog post – we spent a great deal of time outdoors, as a family, building cypress furniture. Even as kids, all of us, my cousins included would gather around a peel bark – or do whatever to earn money to able to go to the store.
Yea sounds crazy – but it taught us how to earn a living. Nothing in life is free, NOTHING. It cost someone, something, somehow, in some capacity, even if it is free to you. Most of us picked up some tricks of the trade, and while my skill is nothing compared to the boys of the family, being the only girl – I can still build some shit.
It had been a long time since I had picked up a hammer, other than to hang picture frames. I always loved to build things too. That wasn’t really an option in the second marriage. My vision didn’t line up with his – so it was better to just set that to the side, it was better than arguing.
You see, I got Marley at a time where I was transitioning into the single life, once again, and this time, in a different capacity than ever before. At the time I didn’t know it, but looking back now. I don’t know – he brought me companionship in a time where I needed it the most.
As I have said previously, single life isn’t for the weak. There are a lot of lonely nights – and often times you can find yourself losing sleep, or losing yourself. Trying to analyze your life, trying figure it all out. Scary nights. Getting used to the silence. It was all scary. Yes, even though I hate to admit it, even those crying nights. You might say, well you got a kid. Yea – a grown one, and even two years ago – she was still 17 – she was still gone most weekends.
Well do you know what happens when you get a pup? They keep you busy. They give you someone to talk to. They kiss your tears away. They curl up to you when you need them. He makes me laugh. He protects the house. He watches movies, and even is my personal trainer. Yep my personal trainer, cause he loves him some jogging.
Marley Playing
With having Marley by my side, I guess in a way – it helped me learn more about me, because I am more willing to do things alone, because really I am not alone. He is here. He helped me paint the house we are in, helped me build quite a few picture frames. He stands in the kitchen and watches me cook without saying anything when I am sneaking some snacksies. Probably cause he just waiting on his.
Most people think he got the name from the movie, but actually after The Marley family. And while I joke that Marley is nothing like his name intended, cause he has no chill, in reality – he name is very suiting. He brought me love and peace at a time in which a war was raging within my soul. He helped me get back to my creative and adventurous side. He is my peace. I mean you walk into your doors, and like how could your day not be left at the door, when they are so excited to see you??? Like they love you – even if you are covered in sweat, dirt, they gives no fks. They like come here let me lick yo face! Hahahaha.
So the next time you look at Mars and say he isn’t my son – you can kiss my jelly fish.
Marley & Me
I Smell Cakes and Candy 