Two years ago I brought this beautiful girl home for the very first time …. for a “trial” – hahahahahahaha!!!! As if I would ever be able to let this girl go and not do EVERYTHING in my power to make it work. I didn’t sign her “official” adoption papers until mid-April, but who are we kidding? February 28 2015 was the day our hearts became one. (I know this sounds a bit cheesy, but anyone who has ever loved a dog deeply understands what I mean and that this is true.)
My how far this little one has come in two years. I remember the first day I met her, she was stumbling around, not able to walk more than a few feet without falling into a tree…. or a parked car… or just… falling. She was also very meek and afraid of so much – every noise in the house for the first few weeks would send her into hysterical panic barking. I remember taking about five minutes to close the upstairs sliding glass door at night because I needed to do it with out making the slightest noise or she would wake up and howl in fear. She had obsessive chewing behavior when she was scared and although she really has few stumps of teeth left at all, she would chew anything she could find obsessively until she was in a trance and frothing at the mouth. All I could think about was what horrors she had been through and I wanted nothing more than to make her world the happiest, safest, most loved place to be. Two years on and her happy smile and continuing improvements just fill me with joy.
My baby girl is three. Probably a bit over three, but I consider the day she started her new life with me to be her birthday. So many people say that staffies start to “calm down” at three – haha! No sign of that yet!!! I don’t really want my perma-puppy to ever calm down because her excitement and joy are so contagious. No one believes she is three when I meet them out on walks. I know she has the “ungainly puppy wonky walk” because of her disability, but I actually have had people tell me “I think you’re wrong on her age….” who have just met her…. um, yeah, ok, you’re right, how could I possibly not realize I own an immortal permanent puppy that is surely not even a year old yet! OH how I wish she were immortal… how I wish I could have this gorgeous little girl with me forever…
Happy Gotcha Day my beautiful one. You are SO VERY LOVED.