Paws to Be Happy!


How One Single Mom Turned a Crappy Day Into a Happy Day

Tonya was already to go. Everything loaded in her Ford Escape. This time she wouldn’t be late for service dog training.

Then it happened.

It wasn’t the normal, forgetting the keys or the hundred other things she usually forgot. It was David, her precious son. She knew that face—he was filling his britches!

Not now! She sighed. And it wasn’t just that he messed his pants. He had messed clear through everything. Great! Now I’m going to be even later, Tonya thought, as she hurriedly gave David a bath.

David isn’t your average 16 year old. He’s special—very special—and very sick. Born with one of the rarest diseases (10P Missing Syndrome) a mother and child should ever have to go through, yet he cannot speak, he has a vivacious smile that’s out of this world.

Tonya smiles too, even laughs. What can she do? She doesn’t want to be late, but she loves David with all her heart; he always comes first. Her trainer is not upset when she arrives, but is more in wonder of this amazing woman who bears so much, yet wears this beautiful, contagious smile. She’s real. She’s single. And she does hard well!

Things got harder and even crappier from there. They arrived for training. This session would include a walk around the neighborhood. Into the fifth block, Nitro, David’s service dog, was beginning not to pull so hard on the leash, learning to avoid distractions of other dogs barking, and was heeling by the boy’s side. He was even sitting at each street corner on command.

Then it happened.

All at once, Nitro scrunched up his back quarters and laid this huge horse pie in the middle of the street! Thankfully a nearby neighbor outside with her dog, ran to get a bag. Tonya, bag in hand, gave Nitro’s leash to the trainer and scooped up the nasty smelling poo. She never complained, just smiled, and then started on her way again as if nothing had happened.

On the very last street Nitro squatted. NO! Not Again! I’m sure Tonya was thinking. But YES, right there in the middle of the road, another humungous pile. This time it was mushy and even more nasty smelling. Nonetheless, Tonya opened the bag and once again scooped up the poo. Even though her hands were messy and she had to carry that stinky bag the rest of the way up the hill to my house, her attitude said it all. She was smiling, cracking jokes, and laughing hysterically. Now I can see where David gets his smile—Tonya is a mother that’s unlike another—she’s out of this world. She’s our Monday Miracle Mom.

When I ask her how she gets through those crappy moments in life, she says, “It’s laughter.”

Proverbs 17:22 “A merry heart doeth good like a medicine.”

Have you ever had a crappy day? Maybe it didn’t turn out so happy. Still, we’d love to hear from you. Please take time to share your story or comment on this story.

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