I don’t usually do Thanksgiving posts, but the answers to our One Question Interview series this week have me thinking about how much my dogs have changed my life. There are a lot of things in my life that I’m thankful for – family, friends, health, etc. – but this post is specifically for my dogs.
To Snickers, Secret and Brandy (R.I.P. Brandy), Thank You…
- for always being happy to see me
- for always coming back if you somehow become disconnected from me when we’re outside
- for (Snickers, at least) being a wonderful travel companion and never nonplussed by big moves
- for hating to walk in the rain (because I hate it too)
- for all the insane romps in the snow that I almost certainly wouldn’t have taken without you
- for sleeping in with me on the weekends instead of waking me up on our weekday schedule
- for introducing me to so many wonderful people
- for showing me the joys of volunteering in my community
- for teaching me why animal rescue is so vital, even if it is heartbreaking
- for the crazy noises you make when I prepare your meals (because it makes the effort worthwhile)
- for the compassion and empathy you’ve taught my daughter over the years (and for not minding too much when she occasionally forgets to walk you)
- for protecting me from the things that go bump in the night
- for making me laugh Every Single Day
But Maybe Not So Much…
- for shedding like neverendingfurmachines all over my apartment
- for the occasional trip to the doggy ER
- for your uncanny ability to delay any and all farting until guests come over
- for costing a small fortune to feed fresh and organic foods
- for making me late for work when you take your sweet time to poop on our morning walk
- for (Secret) practically knocking me down almost every night while running to the kitchen for dinner
- for always running to the rug before throwing up instead of just doing it on the hardwood floors
- for not living forever
To My Dogs,
Thank you for existing. Have some turkey.
Love,
Me