Having lost our precious Angel almost one year ago, I cannot begin to stress how important it is to know how the 4th of July is the worst day for pet owners everywhere.
Please read these tips to help keep your fur babies safe and prevent tragedies like what happened to our Angel. Please share this with as many pet owners as possible and let’s keep them safe.
It’s been months since our beloved Angel passed away and we made the difficult decision to add another family member to our already crowded home of little monsters. After careful research of the breed and weighing all the pros and cons, we decided to add another boy to the brood.
Meet our new Siberian Husky, Miles Jacob.
He has adapted to the tugs, pulls, pokes and the hands-on personalities of my little ones quite well. He is definitely a family dog as he enjoys spending time with ALL of the family members although the only alpha [fe]male in his life would be moi.
It wasn’t until Miles, that I realized that dogs truly make people happy. Let me clarify that statement a bit more. Previously, I was a bit of a skeptic about people absolutely needing a dog in their life to function. I still am a skeptic as I’ve seen people first hand try and work the system and claim that they need an emotional support animal, knowing that they are NOT in definite need. I’d like to simply leave that whole topic alone because that’s not where this post was heading.
What I noticed with Miles, and I’m not sure if it has anything to do with him being a husky, is that he gets a LOT of attention. With that attention comes strangers wanting to chat with us about him, wanting to take photos of and with him, and wanting to share their life stories about their own huskies or dog. True story. While we don’t mind all the attention he gets, what stands out the most is the way he can simply change someone’s demeanor from “leave me alone” to “oh my goodness you are adorable” while they smile from ear to ear.
I am the type of person that believes that a little bit of happiness can go a long way. By Miles’ fun loving personality making people smile, it in turn warms our hearts to know that he has created a brief moment of happiness for others as well.
Now here goes my shameless plug to follow him on Instagram just because he is adorable. @iheartmiles
1. Why do I have such a strong desire to want to own one of these furry oddities even though they look like monster gerbils?
2. Why does the name Richard Gere pop into my mind. Well I actually know the answer to number 2.
Either way. This over-sized rodent is super adorable.
…I’d like to know why time goes by slower than freakin’ molasses?!
Let’s just say that the last two days have been dragging arse kinda like walking behind seniors on senior night at Hometown Buffet. No offense to seniors or Hometown because I love them both (well not-so-much Hometown but the kids love it).
It seems that the various stages of grief like to visit me randomly throughout the day. According to several online self-help grief websites, the numbers vary from 5 to 7, but nevertheless, they have been ever present. A not-so-welcome hello! to Denial, Anger, Disbelief, Bargaining and Acceptance. Well actually I don’t mind the visit from acceptance but I feel like a bouncing ball. Going back and forth with my emotions while at the drop of a hat (like when a memory of Angel pops in my mind) my smile fades and I become an inconsolable waterfall. Even driving around town makes my face turn sour just thinking about where he may have been running for hours and hours. I have decided that I need to focus on the good times, fun memories and most of all be positive. Rather than be sad that he’s gone, I am doing my best (though easier said than done) to be happy that he was a part of our lives and brought so much happiness these past three and a half years.
C’mon hourglass, run your course. Until then, positive thoughts and maybe a few woosahs here and there.