HAVING IT TOGETHER
I grew up with pets and I always wanted a cat or dog as an adult, but I wanted to wait until I really had it together. What does “having it together” look like? Excelling financially, a house with a yard, a husband, some kids.
As time has gone by, I have realized that “having it together” doesn’t mean that everything is perfect and it looks different for each individual. That being said, as cliché as it sounds, life is about the journey, not the destination. So by the time you think you have everything together, something will happen, for better or for worse, that shakes your foundation and forces you to develop a new normal. A new version of “having it together”.
OKAY, I DEFINITELY WANT A DOG, NOW WHAT?
In the summer of 2016, I decided that I wanted to adopt a dog. This was a huge decision for me; I researched everything I would ever need to know about dogs: what breeds would be right for me, what size dog, what age range. While some people decide to adopt an animal on a whim, I only felt comfortable doing so if I was completely sure it was the right decision for me.
I had met a handful of dogs (not for coffee or anything, just at adoption events) who all were getting adopted so quickly, which is so awesome, but very frustrating when you keep getting attached to the idea of a specific animal. Then at the end of September 2016, I went to a weekly adoption event for a local rescue to follow up on the status of my application.
While standing and speaking to one of my closest friends who came with me, there was a little dog sitting on a children’s folding chair. I recognized the dog from the website of the rescue and pointed this out to my friend. Before he could ask me why I was able to point out specific dogs like they were celebrities, this little dog slowly stepped down off of the chair, walked over to me and proceeded to stand on their hind legs, leaning on me as if requesting to be picked up.
I gave into this request, of course, and picked up this 8-pound Chihuahua/Jack Russell Terrier with the softest coat, the widest eyes and the most adorable underbite. My heart was immediately stolen; I was beyond smitten with this petite little sweetie.
AND THAT WAS ALL IT TOOK…
October 1st, I took the leap and adopted a rescue, the sweet angel who walked right up to me and cuddled in my arms – Adeline, or more commonly referred to as ADDY.
Addy quickly became 2 things:
- The absolute love of my life.
- The reason I am now a Crazy Dog Mom.
The rescue didn’t know a bunch about where Addy came from. What we did know was that she was from close by and was surrendered by someone who routinely surrenders animals. While I am not someone who would surrender an animal easily (if ever) and, therefore, don’t really understand that thought process, I kept waiting for Addy to do something that would make me say “Ohhh, maybe THIS was the reason it was just too difficult for her previous owners, I get it”.
ONE YEAR LATER:
It has now be over a year since I adopted Addy and I still have no idea who could have parted ways with this sweet angel. I know that so many people think their animals are perfect – but seriously, my dog is as close as a pup can come to it. Well behaved, cuddly, quiet, cute, sweet…and a bunch of other positive adjectives.
Addy has helped me in so many ways, from easing a great deal of depression and anxiety to challenging me to be a little more self-less and a lot more responsible. All of that along with this insane unconditional love and joy that she offers easily makes it clear that adopting a dog was the best decision I have ever made.
What makes Addy’s story even cooler, is knowing that she totally chose me on the day I met her. She has really enriched my life and I honestly cannot figure out how I lived without her. As crazy as I may sound, I never have any hesitation in saying that Addy is absolutely, 100%, my fur-soulmate.
Happy Gotcha Day Addy!