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Posted: Thursday, May 31, 2012 5:01 pm

Out of the Doghouse

I’ve never been one to carry around a camera. I have to admit: I’m not the most responsible of human beings when it comes to my belongings. I’m forever leaving things at friends’ houses, losing my wallet and forgetting my purse at home or work.

So, thank goodness for smart phones.

If it weren’t for my iPhone and the Instagram app, I probably wouldn’t have any photographic evidence of my life. Without being able to simply pull over on the side of the road and snap a photo on my phone I would not have countless photos of my dog sitting up like a meerkat, sunsets on the farm, pictures of myself on particularly good hair days, or doghouse photos like this one.

This is just one of about a dozen pictures I have of local doghouses. Whether they are occupied or vacant, in a state of disrepair or deluxe doggy accommodations— a doghouse is compelling to me for some reason.

I don’t know exactly what it is about doghouses that I love so much. Is it the nostalgia they make me feel? Is it something about the link to the saying, “She’s in the doghouse”? Is it because they are miniature versions of human homes? Are they symbols for something bigger? What is it?

I can’t say for all of the photos I have taken.

But, I can say this— the doghouse above is symbolic for me. With it’s virtually crumbling roof, leaning walls, and absence of a canine tenant for the past ten years, I feel like it is a very sad place to be. After six months of putting myself in an emotional doghouse like this one, I’m finally ready to break out of it. No more wasted nights out in the cold, no more being tied up alone, no more sadness.

I’m ready to move on with my life. I’m ready for new adventures, I’m ready for love. I’m ready to try my hand at things I’ve always wanted to do, like playing the piano and running long distances. I’m ready to be a grown up— have a career and buy a house. I’m ready to make it on my own.

I’m ready. 

And I’m going to document it one Instagram photo at a time.

If you’d like to follow my journey, please follow my Instagram feed. My name is kikipuppet.

Until next time, don’t put yourself in a virtual doghouse like this one.

Be happy, be blessed, be yourself!




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