I am a HUGE dog lover. Not just a “ooo puppies are cute” kind, but I like to study them, understand their behaviors, train them and watch them learn. They just fascinate me.
I remember when I was younger I really wanted to be a Vet, but then I found out that while saving animals and making them feel better is amazing, you also have to deal with the flip side of diagnosing things like cancer and letting their owner know that it’s time to let them go. The thought of that quickly changed my decision to become a vet, but my love of dogs has and will never leave.
I have 2 pups at my house, but then I also have a fur-sister, a Westie named Daisy May, and a fur-niece, a Basset Hound named Giggs, who lives with my sister. Family gatherings are pretty chaotic as there are over 28 legs in one place. That’s a lot of legs and a lot of tripping over dogs!
While I love all my fur-family equally, there is one little girl who holds a very special place in my heart. Her name is Hidee and she is a 17 year old wiener dog that I adopted 13 years ago from Houston CAP.
Hidee and I have been through a lot together. She has lived with me all over Texas and helped me do everything from studying for my last college final to moving me into my first apartment on my own. In our 13 years together we have been on a lot of road trips, had many many roommates, and even been on some dates together. She is my spirit animal and my little love nugget.
This has been a bit of a tough year for Hidee as her old age is really starting to show. She is almost completely blind from cater-ax, a very common ailment in doxies, but she has our house pretty much memorized so she gets around fine. Every now and then she will gets lost under the kitchen table, which I can only imagine is like being in a thick forest at night with the constant fear you are going to run face first into a tree.
What I have noticed the most, though, is her arthritis. It has really slowed her down this year. She hurts all over. I have her on pain meds and they def. help, but even last night as I was trying to snuggle with her on the bed I moved her arm to hard or too quick and she yelped. It broke my heart.
Other than those minor things though, she is my little tank. Just last month the vet said she was very healthy with a solid ticker and good lungs. She is the best nap buddy in the world and JZ gets jealous when we take a Sunday afternoon nap together cause she usually sleeps in his spot. I keep telling him that it was her spot first and then he usually sweetly thanks her for letting him sleep there now with a pat on the head.
She is my little Yoda. So wise and all-knowing. If you talk to her about her day she will talk back in sweet little moans. On the contrary, if you sing to her she will try to shut you up by kissing your mouth shut. It’s a solid method that works every time.
She is funny and bossy and demanding, but I put up with it because she is my baby and I wouldn’t have traded the last 13 years we have spent together for anything in the world. She is my constant and now as I transition to become a “Z” and into a new stage of life, I am so glad Hidee is still by my side.
Happy National Dog Day! Mommy loves you!!