I decided that it’s finally time to introduce the human family members that Leroy and I have adopted. Ok. They were all here before Leroy. But still, they’ve grown to love and accept him as part of the pack. It wasn’t all happiness and cuddles from the first moment he came home though. It took love, and time, and kisses… lots of kisses. But Leroy was eventually able to win over their hearts. And I am very thankful for that. 🙂
So here he is! Brother Steven 🙂 Steven was my roommate during this past year in Philly. He helps with Leroy when I am in a bind, meets all the foster dogs, tolerates the occasional kiss on the mouth, and is happy to help me with training. He is great at making friends with shy or fearful dogs, and his patience and understanding are always appreciated! While he happens to be the father of a fine feline creature, I would say he is one of the more dog savvy people in my family.
(I apologize for all the terribly quality/ flashy iphone pictures)
If I was being honest with myself, I might say that Steven is Leroy’s favorite person in this world. But I’m going to lie and say that Leroy loves me the most. However, this dog is joyful when he gets to hang out with Steven. He wants so badly to curl up with Steven and bask in all the man glory that they share. Leroy has a strange relationship with males. To be honest, I haven’t done much research or exploration of it. I know that he actively wants their love and affection. He wants to be around them, to make friends, to cuddle and play, to please them. But he is more fearful around them. He has been hand shy around Steven; cowering at the floor when he waved his hand too quickly. He can become over aroused; constantly jumping up on Steven even though he knows he should not do this. Leroy is very uncomfortable around new men. But once he has build some trust, they are the best of friends.
I do not like to think about Leroy’s paradoxical struggle of love and fear towards men. I imagine him as a puppy, desperately trying to please his owner. He was likely a big man who would visit him occasionally in the yard, only to bring more food or yell at him for doing something playful. I know that Leroy loved this man. But I hate him. I hate him for all the irreversible damage that he has done to my dog. But somehow, Leroy still tries to trust and love. He wants to cuddle with Steven and play tug of war. He wants to be friends. He wants to be loved. So I am thankful for my brother Steven for being a loving and patient male figure in Leroy’s life. He needs to have this. He is still so eager to please. But he needs an understanding friend to help him practice trust. And Steven is that person.
Thank you Steven, for being part of our crazy family 🙂