I’ve had my dog Marty for almost a month now.  He’s a 2-year-old dachshund, Jack Russell-mix.  And he’s completely derailed my professional life. ACK!  He’s a snuggly, sleepy, jumpy, poopy, sweet little baby, and I haven’t been able to write like a champ since I’ve gotten him.

But I love him! In AVATAR-fashion, we have bonded and are now inseparable.

I haven’t had a constant in my daily life in years. My personal life leaves something to be desired, and I’m much more comfortable as a solo flyer. I got used to being alone.

Now, I have to accommodate for another life.  I’m responsible for him. Slowly, I know I will get my writing and professional groove back.  I have to.  I’m responsible for a lot more than just Marty now.  There’s been ups-and-downs already, but today I realized that I don’t care.

I’m not alone anymore.

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Adam is a comic writer who truly hates politics, and he hopes you do too. He lives in LA with his nurse boyfriend and their dachshund. Keep up with what he’s drinking on Twitter @TheAdamSass. Read more finger-wagging opinion & gay news with the new Stay on Fountain e-book: “A Look at the Great Gay Tipping Point”.

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