Welcome to A Dog's World.Reviews on dog products,My personal view of the world around me and Gracie's personal view of the dog world.I do not always write about the products I love but I also write about products and behaviors that I either cannot understand or just plain dislike.I welcome comments,good,bad or indifferent.They help me grow and learn.
Real Happiness
My real happiness is my life with my dog.Gracie has been my best friend,confidant,protector and mood enhancer for the last 5+years.There was a life of "before"Gracie that was filled with unhappiness,sadness and such deep and dark depression that my world was literally,BLACK.With Gracie being apart of my life I have found the person I am and have kept my demons in check.For those of us who suffer from Depression,a dog can be the bridge back to a life of color and joy.It is a process,one I am learning every day.Nothing worth having comes easy.You must work for it.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Night Terrors Part1
Does anyone know what night terrors are?Sometimes they can be bad dreams,and when I say bad,I mean Freddy Krueger bad.I do not remember when the terror startted,I have flashes of days and nights of being terrified.Let's get into my childhood for a moment.I am one of 5,the only girl and second oldest.I have never had a normal relationship with my mother.She was not the type of mother who you felt safe with or loved by.In our house everything was about her.Now,my dad,I have wonderful memories of him.He loved his kids,all of us,not just one.Our house was the house everyone in the neighborhood wanted to hang out at.We had a pool,and my 2 of my younger brothers were up for anything.I had my own room,my brothers shared a room.I cannot count the times I would wake up totally freaked out.This phase started around 5.Why would a 5 year old be afraid something evil was going to get her?I'm 5 years old for pete's sake.This is the 60's.One night I was awakened by my dog,who slept at the entrance to the hall where the bedrooms were,this dog was growling.Something was trying to get into the hallway.I laid back down,I needed to think,how could I get out my door and to my parents room without this evil getting me,I sat up looked at my door,it closed and then on it's own,opened up again.I could see something black,hooded,putting a finger up to their lips,telling me to be quiet.That was it!Now,I feel as though I am going to have a heart attack.I had one chance to get out of my bedroom,i pretended that I had not seen the figure behind the door,and I called out my dogs name as I was walking across the floor,as soon as I hit the hallway,I RAN to my parents room.Waking my dad and telling him someone was in the house.After checking every door and window and finding no intruder,he told my mom I was a nut and she'd better do something about it. Time for a break.......to be contiued.
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