Let me tell you a story that took place March 9th, 2016. My husband and I decided that we needed to go look for patio furniture. On our unsuccessful trip to search for the perfect sectional, we ran into a pet store. My husband out of the blue asked me “Hey, there’s a pet store… want to go look at puppies?” I not thinking much of it said ok.
Now here is a short background on me and pets, I had 1 dog when I was 10, he was a chihuahua that I had brought home from Mexico; he got ran over when he was 4 months old and I was never able to get over that. After that I told myself “no more pets.”
So back to the story, We walked into the store and my heart completely melted at all the cute dogs there were. Specifically one small ball of fur who was, not to my knowledge, turning 2 months old that day. I played with him and hugged him I was just in complete love with him. 2 days later I went to the pet store to show my sister the cute little dog I had played with. Now, here is the thing, my sister is 19 years younger than me. I didn’t know that she would cry because she wanted the pup (clearly I’m not a mother yet). That afternoon we played with the little pup and enjoyed having him for that one hour. Later that evening I told my husband about the cute little dog and how attached I had grown to it in just a matter of 2 visits.
That night we talked about it and all I kept telling my husband was how I wasn’t ready and how I didn’t know what it was like to have a dog… “what if I do things wrong, what if he doesn’t love me?” those were the things I kept telling my husband and in my mind it was another battle. I felt like I had loved my first pet too much and I would forget him. I also thought what if the same thing happens to this one, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. One hour later my husband showed up with a 2 month old Pomeranian.
My life has changed so much since then, I have a new found love for animals, I don’t know what life would be without Theodore. He is such a happy dog, my husband always tells me I picked a good one. Now, here is the thing, we did purchase him, if I knew I was going to get a pet I would have adopted and not shopped but that was so unplanned and unexpected. Theo is now 6 months old and is again, perfect. My husband and I love him so much, he even goes to doggy day care and to work with my husband (we hate leaving him home alone).
I hope you enjoyed my story and got to know our little pup Theodore.