The Playpen

Dad,

You and I haven’t spoken to each other in four years. I wish that just once we could sit down and have a civilized conversation. But since that is apparently impossible, I will have to settle for writing you this letter.

All in all, you have been a fairly good father to me. When I was born you and Mom took such good care of me…feeding me, playing with me, taking me on walks through the park. When I had to go to the hospital at two-months for surgery, you held me and comforted me and made me feel better. I was really happy, and I would say I had a great childhood. Running around the neighborhood, going to daycare and playing with my friends, then coming home and sleeping cozily in your bed, it was terrific.

Then you and Mom decided to have a baby and things got ugly. You were gone at all hours of the night, and even when you were home it was only for a short time – during which you paid almost no attention to me, I might add. That’s when I started throwing up a lot. I think I was just stressed out and missed your company. I wanted what we once had but all your attention was focused on the baby. I felt neglected. Shut out. Tired. I would try to get you to notice me by stealing her stuffed animals, but you would only scream at me and make me stand outside in the yard until I calmed down. Once, I even went to the bathroom right on the floor…anything to get you to look my way once and a while. Nothing.

I thought that things would never go back to the way they were. I was sad.

But then, something wonderful happened. As your precious little girl got older, SHE actually started to pay attention to me, and therefore, so did you.

We would run around in the yard together playing, with you sitting and watching, as a family. She would give me her left over food to eat all the time, even though you told her not too (I loved the Goldfish crackers she’s give me right from her hand.). We all took trips together…we even went camping! And even though you only let me sleep on a mat at the foot of your bed, I was happy again.

I am glad we are all getting along, and I am sorry I pooped on your floor. You’re a great dad after all, and I love you. I wish you the happiest of Fathers Days, Matt. I love you!

Your beloved family dog,

Whiskey

Note: We are performing some site maintenance this weekend, so I posted this a bit early for Jeremy’s contest (he has some great ones!). Happy Fathers Day to every hard-working Dad out there. Much respect to you all!


Matt
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1. Mr Lady Says:
   June 13th, 2008 at 5:42 pm

   OMG, you totally had me going. Well played, sir.

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2. aline Says:
   June 13th, 2008 at 7:19 pm

   I had no idea my funny husband was going to post this. Matt you are freagin hilarious!!
   Happy Fathers Day to you my sweets, you are an amazing person, husband and the best Father any little girl could have.
   We love you.
   Frankie and Mommy

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3. McMommy Says:
   June 14th, 2008 at 12:36 am

   THAT.WAS.HYSTERICAL!!!!!!!

   Nice work, Matt!!! And Happy Father’s Day!

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4. Chuck Says:
   June 14th, 2008 at 2:02 am

   You had me right to the very end too… Nicely done!

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5. mandy Says:
   June 14th, 2008 at 2:29 am

   That is too funny. Our Wheaten Terrier just wrote a bloggy letter too. Check it out at my blog.

   I’m happy to hear that you and your dog are bonding again.

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6. Elaine Says:
   June 14th, 2008 at 4:13 am

   OMG! You totally had me going there. I was feeling so bad for the first child! HA! Nice one…

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7. judy haley Says:
   June 24th, 2008 at 4:40 pm

   that was really cute

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