Here's the thing. I'm a dog mom. And I don't hide it in any way. I love my handsome man more than I ever thought I could love before. But what most people don't know is that he saved my life. I never wanted to be a dog mom. I loved animals, but I had too much going on in my life (I thought). But when I met buddy, I fell in love immediately. He has been by my side through two moves, a breakup, and countless emotional times. It wasn't until one day in therapy I was talking about him, that I truly realized what an impact he has had on my being able to manage my crippling anxiety. So basically, I spoil the crap out of him so that he knows that he is loved and important to me and lives the best life he can. I literally could write a book about our adventures together, and how everyone he meets falls in love with him, and how he truly cares about every living creature, but instead, I'll just tell you that he's my best friend and show you some pictures from his second birthday celebration:

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