Thanks everyone! I felt a little silly posting about
this, but I'm so glad that I did! It was a much better day for me today.
Ok, so I'm feeling well enough to share a bit of our story. We had a wonderful Golden Retriever that we had from a puppy to age 15. She was the dog we raised our kids with, and was beloved by all of us. about
8 months after she died, my mom was in the process of dying of cancer, my youngest was a senior in HS and about
to leave home, and my Crohn's wasn't doing so well either. I felt ready for a new dog. I went to the shelter to look at some puppies they had, but they were very hyper, and kind of overwhelmed me. Mia was the only dog not charging the cage...she was just sitting quietly on her bed. I saw she was 7 years old, and I said to the shelter volunteer that I thought she was a bit old and I had lost a dog already not long ago. But the volunteer responded "older dogs need homes the most." I spent a little time with her and she melted my heart. They warned me that she had already had two owners, and she had severe separation anxiety. They told me if I didn't crate her when I left home, she would chew everything in sight. But something told me to take her home anyway....it was one of the more impulsive things I've done.
She adored me from the moment she jumped in my car. She was the most well behaved dog I've ever had...she never chewed or destroyed a thing, and I gave her free roam of the house. When my mom heard that I brought her home, she said "good, she'll comfort you when I die." My mom was right.....that dog got me through my hardest times. And yes, she was weirdly attached to me and followed me everywhere. She seemed to perceive my every emotion. When she was healthy we went on all sorts of hiking, and swimming adventures. She was a great athlete. And when I was sick, she was the best company, night or day. She was almost 13 when she died. I can't understand what happened in her first two homes, but I know that I loved her with all my heart. At least she got a great second half of her life, and we had a wonderful 6 years or so together. So....it's all good. I'm glad I took her home, and I'd bet she'd agree
Thanks for listening!