Where’s Buddha?

I haven’t really mentioned him on this blog in months. I find it humorously odd that not a single person has written and asked me what happened to him, wondered if we still have him, etc.

I mean, people notice such smaller things like when women I’ve mentioned once are never mentioned again or when I contradict something silly I’ve written in a previous post.

But a missing family member? Apparently not as noticeable.

Well, Buddha is gone.

And I didn’t tell anyone. I think a lot of my family doesn’t even know.

Why? I don’t know. I guess I just didn’t want the flack.

I didn’t want all the animal lovers to tell me what a horrible schmuck I am.

I didn’t want to be judged. Again. After all, There were a couple dogs before Buddha just in the couple of years since I started this blog.

But, I can’t avoid it forever.

Well, I guess I could. But someday Noah and I will get another pet and people will be like… what the heck?

So, what did happen to Buddha?

Remember that horrible situation in Las Vegas that almost killed me? The one where my throat closed off? The one where I was in the ER because I could barely breathe?

Yeah, well as it turned out, it was a severe allergic reaction to Buddha that developed out of nowhere.

Yes, I know. Go ahead and yell at me. I could have paid for allergy shots and taken medication for the rest of my life to keep him. I could have done expensive and selfless things to manage it. Millions of people do.

But… I didn’t want to.

My doctor told me it was probably safest to not have a dog for some time while my body readjusts to everything.

And I took the opportunity to find Buddha a new home. A good home. With a middle-school boy who I could tell really needed a faithful friend and companion.

You see, having a dog just doesn’t work for me as a single dad and blogger. I unfortunately have had to learn that the hard way. I have to travel way more than I ever thought I would. Sometimes once or twice a month I’m gone for several days at a time. And the time and money it takes to board a dog that big that often is substantial.

But I’m really not making excuses. Because I don’t have to.

I was an extremely responsible pet owner when he was with us, and I was extremely responsible in finding an incredible home for our boy. I made a decision based on many factors of what was best for my family, and I followed through with that decision.

What irks me is that I really have avoided talking about it the same way I’d avoid bear-hugging a leper. Which is completely.

And for no reason other than that the wrath of animal lover extremists is inevitable. I know because when B.B. Shawshanked it, I was verbally skewered for days. When Dozer had to go back to the shelter because he was too dangerous and attempted to bite a child, I received dozens of emails telling me what a horrible example of a human being I was.

Ugh. This is one of the only things I hate about blogging. I feel like you and me, we’re all a family to some degree. I feel like I should be able to tell you openly and honestly what’s going on about anything. I feel like I should be able to talk about how hard it has been for us, how much we miss him, and how much we actually do wish things didn’t have to happen the way they did. I feel like I should be able to tell you that we’re probably getting Noah a Chinchilla after we move. I feel like I should be able to do a lot of things.

But I can’t. Not really. Not without fear. Backlash on hot topics is part of the gig and extremists don’t care about a person’s very real reasons or a person’s very real feelings in it all. There is only one right way and it’s their way.

Oh well.

Haha. Can you tell I’m overly sensitive about this?

Buddha, we miss you Buddy. I hope you’re taking care of your new family as much as you took care of us.

Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing

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Dan Pearce is an American-born author, app developer, photographer, and artist. This blog, Single Dad Laughing, is what he's most known for, with more than 1.4 million daily subscribers as of 2017. Pearce writes mostly humorous and introspective works, as well as his musings which span from fatherhood, to dating, to life, to the people and dynamics of society. Single Dad Laughing is much more than a blog. It's an incredible community of people just being real and awesome together!