Code Name D.A.D. … Defeat Anger Daily

Barogelmon had a pet tiger and he and his tiger were inseperable. But since this was a tiger, for obvious reasons there were times and places that he could not take it places. He wanted to be with his tiger and the tiger missed him also. And Barogelmon had no interest in any other pets.

Now Barogelmon always loved animals of all kinds. Big ones, little ones and most animals liked him also. But he always tried to keep them at arms length. And they always belonged to someone else.

But it seemed that once he got his tiger, everywhere Barogelmon went there were strays and other animals following him around. When Barogelmon was looking for a pet, he could not find anything, and now that he has one that fits him so well, they seem to be everywhere.

He doesn’t want to reject any of these animals, but he knows he cannot take them all home. Nor does he even want to adopt any of them.

Odd how they all seem to want to be around when he has no interest in them

One day Barogelmon, was sitting and started thinking about his life. He was remebering the good, remebering the the bad. He took them all and there he had…… Sorry, back to our story.

He was looking around a seeing all the good things he had. He had a nice shetter. He had wonderful friends. He had success.

But as all of us tend to do, Barogelmon started seeing the things he did not have. And started seeing what he once had that was lost. And started seeing the things he missed the most.

He started to wonder what would have happened if he had paid closer attention to his garden. He started to wonder what if he built a stronger fence to keep wild beasts out of his garden

And then he realized that reguardless of all the “what ifs”, all of the “could have beens” and “should haves” that what was done was done.

And earthquakes happen no matter how you prepare.

Barogelmon had a wonderful garden and tried very hard to take care of his garden. His best friend lived next door had an apple tree. This apple tree had a tendency to drop apples into Barogelmon’s garden. Well, this was never a problem until his neighbor had to move. His neighbor never sold his home and was not sure if he was going to sell it or move back.

Now this was beginning to cause a problem. The apples continued to fall into Barogelmons’s garden. Barogelmon did not know what to do. He knew they were cluttering his garden.

Should Barogelmon continue to let them fall and just move them out of his garden?

Since they do not belong to Barogelmon, but were in his garden should he gather and sell them?

Should he contact his neighbor and tell him to come clean out the garden?

Barogelmon truly loved his garden. Over the years he had cultivated many flowers. Usually he would only have one flower at a time in his garden. At time he would allow more than one to grow, but not often. Every so often a wild rose, or wild vine would grow into the garden, but Barogelmon tried to keep the only one flower growing at a time. As most people who have ever gardened can attest to, he was not able to always do this. Barogelmon;s garden is now empty of everything he has tried to cultivate. All the flowers have gone. Some seeds that he recently tried to plant did not take root. The flowers that he had spent so long cultivating in the past have gone. His garden looks bare.

But, in the back corner there is a wild flower. One of the flowers that has come and gone for many years.

Should he try to cultivate this flower? Or should he let it just grow free? Or, knowing that all flowers die in the end, stop it growth before it develops roots?

One day, Barogelmon went walking. As he went through the town,  he came across a beautiful garden. There, in the garden, was a pretty flower. Barogelmon looked around and saw a sign that said “Free flowers”. So he took one and then continued down his merry little way. Soon the local legion soldiers, who were in charge of keeping up the local laws, found him and accused of stealing the flower. The owner of the garden decided that she did not like him having the flower, so she turned him in. Barogelmon was beside himself.  Eventually everything was settled and no harm was done. Or so it seemed.