11 Dec Why Dogs Are So Under Estimated
Once Upon A Time, I was deathly terrified of dogs. Deathly. Don’t breathe the same air as me. And frankly, I have no idea when that disappeared. I guess one day I woke up and my fairy godmother burst that cloud above my head. And hell, am I glad she did. I begged my parents for a dog for two years. I even wrote up a formal contract saying that I will always take care of it, feed it, walk it, etc. And there was my signature at the bottom, you know, just to make it official. When they finally gave in, I called up my Aunt Hilary that breeds Cairn Terriers. Ever seen The Wizard of Oz? Toto? That one. Though, these cairn terriers were bread with some poodle (couldn’t really explain to you how that works) so they don’t have the coarse terrier hair, but soft poodle hair. There was one puppy left in the litter, and she was already named Fergie. Thank god, because I was an 11 year old diva that wanted to name her Bella, Ella, Ellie and fit her in my purse. We realized very quickly she was not a handbag kind of dog. The love that you feel from a dog is indescribable. It’s an “I got you and you got me” thing of thing. I actually feel bad for people that have never owned a dog, because they are truly missing out. How it even possible to have a best friend that you can’t communicate with through words? The connection shows you friendship through love, and that is the strongest bond you will ever find. Your dog will be the only person in the world that will jump the entire staircase and run to the door every single time you come home. Every. Single. Time.