FUGLY
By Tigress Luv, The Breakup Guru
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My son came to visit me this week, and with him came his puppy, Floppy. Now the minute I laid eyes on Floppy I just had to rename him to 'Fugly'... and for those of you who are a little confused on this new name I gave him, let me tell you that 'Fugly' is a polite way of calling him 'F****** Ugly'! And I mean Fugly. This dog is about the ugliest dog I have ever seen. Yet I instantly fell in love with him.

Being just a puppy he still towered above all my dogs, tripping and stepping all over them in his clumsy, puppy way.  OK, yes I have teeny-weeny Pomeranians, but I also have some pretty healthy and fair-sized American Eskimos, too! Now, without a doubt, little 'big' Fugly will never be a candidate for the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show! A mixed breed, he is part Boxer, part Airedale Terrier, and part 'Traveling Man'...and one, big ugly mess! He has the broad head and wide-eye set of a boxer, but his head seems to be about ten times too big for his body. It actually looks painful to hold up, and especially so since he has an even uglier long, skinny neck - like that of a giraffe! He has ENORMOUS ears...in fact, the day he came to visit me all Qwest communications in our area went down. Coincidence? I think not! I swear he can pick up Deep Space Signals with those things. But, the really funny part about Fugly is his coat. He has sort of a short, smooth 'Boxer' coat but with all these wiry 'terrier' hairs randomly sticking out all over the place...especially around his muzzle and chin. What can I say? The dog is just plain Fugly! But so damned sweet and lovable...

....that I don't want him to ever leave.

The more you look at Fugly, though, the cuter he gets. His coat is actually strangely odd yet uniquely beautiful at the same time. Each hair is ticked, starting out as beige at the root and up until about three-quarters of the way up where it is then dipped at the tip in a glittery, 'sparkling' sable color, which makes him look like he is 'shimmering' in different and changing metallic colors as he walks. His eyes are warm and sweet. And he's smart, too. It took him about one minute in my backyard desert to learn that you don't lift your leg on a cactus. A pup learning on the first mistake makes for one pretty smart dog, wouldn't you say? And he likes to sleep with me, too. Right smack dab on top of my head!

I'm so in love with Fugly that I told my son when he left that Fugly had to stay. My son just laughed at me.

Meeting Fugly reminded me of the story of 'Ugly'. I thought that this week - instead of breakup tips - I'd relate this story to you. Why? Because sometimes instead of advice we just need a damned good cry.

The Integrity of Ugly...

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, loving. These three things, together with a life spent outside, had taken their toll on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been, was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side. His left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail had long been lost, leaving only the smallest stub which he would constantly jerk and twitch.

Ugly would have been a dark gray, striped tabby except for the sores covering his head and neck. Even his shoulders were covered with thick, yellowing scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly, there was the same reaction...That's one UGLY cat! All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness.

Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically, bumping his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up, he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly tried to be friendly to the neighbor's huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I rushed to his aid. By the time I got to him, it was apparent that Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. Ugly lay in a wet puddle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white stripe of fur that ran down his front.

As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping and I could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain and suffering, obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful.

He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply, to give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well-liked, or beautiful. But for me? I will always try to be Ugly.

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Today's Inspiration, Poem or Quote:

"Without ugly there would be no beauty. Without despondence there would be no hope. Without me there would be no you." ~TigressLuv, the Breakup Guru

Today's Prayer or Thought:

"Will God Save You?

There was a man whose farm was located on the banks of a flood-swollen river. As the water rose, a neighbor drove up in a Jeep, urging him to leave before the farm was flooded.

"Oh, no," said the man confidently, "God will save me."

The water rose higher, and the man was forced to move into the second story of the farmhouse. A police boat soon came, and the officers called for the man to hurry and get into their boat.

"Oh, no, that won't be necessary," the man insisted. "God will save me."

Finally the house was completely engulfed in water, and a Coast Guard helicopter swooped in to rescue the man, now perched on the roof. Again he refused. Just then, a huge wave of water swept over the house, and the man drowned.

When he got to heaven, he stormed at the Lord, asking WHY God had let him die when his faith had been so strong.

"What do you mean?" asked the heavenly Father. "I sent a Jeep, a boat, and a helicopter ... and you wouldn't budge!" ~ Author Unknown

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Tiggy

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