I saw a meme on Facebook today that made me smile because I understood it completely. It said:
“Do I believe in love at first sight? Absolutely! I fall in love with every dog I meet.”
The featured image is our precious puppy, Miley. She really is the sweetest thing. Those eyes will make you melt every time. She is more than just “a dog”, she is very child-like and brings pure joy to our lives constantly.
However, this past week she has brought us three times more joy as we have connected with three more families who adopted from Miley’s litter of six. We all live in the same metro area and are trying to get the four puppies back together. In chatting with the other “parents” and seeing pictures of their pups it is easy to see that they are all very much the same and yet have their own personalities and unique features.
Miley wants so much just to please Hubby and me. And while she has fun in the dog park by herself or with her canine friends, she is equally content to curl up in one of our laps or tucked tight against us in bed.
I wrote last month about the huge wave of depression I was fighting for the first time in about 10 years. I was never so grateful for Miley as I was during that time. Hubby had a week’s holidays, but the rest of the time I was alone all day and with the rainy cold weather there weren’t too many of our friends at the park.
Well, Miley came to my rescue! She would jump up and give me lots of love and kisses at just the right moment. She knew when to curl up on my lap in my recliner for some quiet time. She also seemed okay with just going for short walks on her outside time instead of a longer time in the park. If we did go in the park and we were alone, she would amuse herself with running and one of her toys while I read on the bench. But she would always come up to me to make sure I was doing well.
Now that I am better, she still does all that. Maybe I don’t qualify for a service dog and I don’t need one, but Miley is a natural. I never feel lonely or scared when she is around. And helping her through her fears naturally helps me with mine.
I am not saying I won’t feel depressed or anxious or any other mood again. But I know I have my sweet little Miley to get me through.