Those who follow my blog should all know my sweet Buffy. Or Buff-buff as I like to call him. He's also my doeboe, my sweetiepie and some other names lol
You should also know that Buffy survived a dog attack by my neighbour's three dogs. These three were very territorial and back then he wanted to be friends with everyone. He went into their yard and they didn't like that.
I'm not going to go into detail, but it was a near fatal wound in the neck and he spent three weeks in the animal hospital. The longest three weeks of my life.
The reason why I'm bringing up such a painful memory, is because when I saw my Buffy fight for his life, it made me want to fight for my own.
The other day while talking to someone about reasons why people change, it came to me that what happened to my dog Buffy, was one of the defining moments that made me want to change.
There were a lot of nudges yes. Even signs telling me it's time to change. I just didn't know how or if I could. But when you witness a miracle like that, it changes you forever. It changed me. That event shoved me forward and it was impossible to look back.
He's a dog, but he's so much more. He got a second chance and so did I. He reminded me that second chances are possible.
Dogs are amazing like that. He then went on to teach me what unconditional love is. The purest form of love.
At that time I had everyone in my life questioning why I left my job and what my plans were. They didn't know how lost I felt. Buffy didn't care. He just wanted to be there for me and I wanted to be there for him. We helped each other heal.
I was never a dog or a pet person before that happened, but this beautiful creature made me see how special they really are.
When I was at my lowest, he was there to offer his licks. I know just a moment with him makes me feel that everything will be ok. He survived and I will too.
He's been there every step of the way. Cheering me on. I do all of this for you buddy. You showed me to never give up.
I've changed so much in these last two years. It was not easy, but I had my two best friends by my side. My human one and my furry one.
Each taught me different lessons and I'm continuing to learn from them and everyone else who crosses my path.
I could write an entire post about my human bestie, but he won't like that very much lol. I'll tell you this, he's a survivor too. A beautiful soul.
Of course there's my new fluff ball that's turning out to be a super awesome dog. Fluffy taught me patience. I never got to raise Buffy and I think or at least hope I'm doing an okay job with her so far.
She's not just cute, she's intelligent and friendly. She's also the craziest dog I've ever come across. Those stories she writes come from a true place.
This fluff ball has plans! How she moves and everything she does makes me feel like I'm in the presence of a dog wanting to be a leader and I take on her persona when I write her stories. It's the craziest thing!
Buffy is still alpha dog here and he lets her know. But she also yells at him when she can't get her way. I get yelled at too lol. Yes she has a specific bark for yelling.
I take note of their different bark sounds. She also howls when she hears singing. Yes! She's a strange one. But she's all mine and I'm so proud of her. Of them.
Buffy helps to teach her important lessons about being a dog. I call her little Buffy sometimes, because she copies everything he does.
My dogs are my life. It's as simple as that. Most people won't get it. Yes they drive me insane sometimes, but I laugh about what they do together all day. They are also the reason why I'm here.
They play or sleep all day and don't have a care in the world. They would chase each other around the yard, then around my car! They look completely insane when they play.
Buffy makes weird noises and Fluffy goes all out trying to outrun him or jump on him. They wrestle and then they run again. Break, water, repeat! I'll shout at them to not play so rough, but then I just watch how happy they are. Pure joy. It's contagious.
Fluffy was not just my gift, but Buffy's too. He seemed lonely and I wanted him to have another bestie. A human can only provide so much entertainment. But another dog made him really happy.
He's different now. He was really sad after the attack. I helped him as much as I could and he got a little better. But he lost something that day. With Fluffy here, he's regaining a bit of what he lost.
Fluffy's friendly puppy nature is rubbing off on Buff. She greets everyone with a friendly body shake greeting that comes here. Buffy seems calmer and won't jump and bark at people like before. They are learning from each other and I'm learning from them.
I said in my last post "No one is coming to save you. Be your own hero". I take it back. My dog saved me. He's my hero.
Love you my sweet Buffy and Fluffy ♥
Until next time
Pic credit: Buffy and Fluffy pics Renza edited.
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