FOMO, Purpose, and Ivy
Ivy is the name of our beloved family dog. Just a few days ago, I wouldn't have labeled her as such. However, this summer has made me realize that Ivy is more than just a pet to each person in our family. Like all dogs, Ivy has a severe case of FOMO (fear of missing out). At night, she doesn't want to go to her primary owner's room because I am usually still awake. In our family, immediate and extended, each member has a role when it comes to Ivy. E is like the mom in the group. Without her, there wouldn't be a dog. She takes care of all the responsibilities, both good and messy. Hubby is like Ivy's best friend. He cuddles and plays with her, noticing her imperfections and doing his best to improve her well-being. J is Ivy's Uncle, who may not do much daily but pops up to take her for a ride or to the park now and then. He is here for the fun and nothing more. AB is Ivy's high-speed, good-time friend. She shows up like a whirlwind, taking Ivy for walks, and ...