Wile E.
I love my Wiley boy. He has been with me thought thick and thin. The good times and the bad but no matter what, he’s the only one that has chosen to stay by my side. I got him when he was a puppy, just 8 weeks old. I actually had a job then working full time but was so lonely. I could never seem to find a man that wanted a serious relationship., nor maintain any female relationships, partly due to my PTSD and social anxiety stemming from severe childhood abuse. It cased me to lack confidence in myself, constantly doubt myself and whether I am worthy enough. Worthy enough to be loved or even liked. A constant people pleaser but with this presumptive thought of how things would turn out. That they wouldn’t approve of me. Its something I’ve carried my whole life, and to this day, am still working to dismantle… But with Wiley, I don’t ever have to feel that way. He accepts me no matter what, and he’s always by my side so I don’t feel so alone. As I said, when I first got him, I was at the top of my game, a job, good health, good credit, and a car. Then Covid hit. I was an ‘essential worker so they sent us home to work. During this time I foolishly made the decision to start consuming a lot of cocaine with a friend. I was doing this for almost a year pretty consistently when I suddenly had lost connections with my dealer. My ‘friend’ then presented the idea of trying meth. “it’s a lot cheaper and lasts longer.’ I can’t say why I agreed. But I do know that once I did, It grabbed ahold of me so fast that the next 3-4 years became a blur. It all happened so fast. I lost my job, my apartment, my car, my ‘friends’, the only one thing I ever had that stayed was Wiley. And while I do feel guilty for having forced him into homelessness with me, I am so grateful to have had him there with me. He was my protector, my adventure buddy, my warm curl up at night . And the think is, he never judged me, he didn’t care if I was dirty, in fact I think he quite enjoyed being out there in the wilderness with me. It was us against the world. It was unconditional love. The first and only time I’ve ever felt true love. I wanted better for him. I wanted better for us. But I never thought it possible because where could he stay while I was in a rehab? I can’t get a job to pay for boarding if I’m addicted to meth. I prayed to God many nights asking for a miracle, to please not let me go to waste. To help me better my life because Wiley deserved it, especially since the meth was making me increasingly more distracted from paying attention and spending time with him. By the grace of God, a friend from church told me about Serenity Paws, and that they would watch my dog FOR FREE! While I get back on my feet. They’ve even offered me a job which is critical in being able to reintegrate back into self-independence. But, most importantly, they’ve taken a chance on me. To help me have a second chance at life and to stay with my day, one, my Wiley boy, and for that, I am truly so so grateful. Thank you, Katie. Love Sarah
