The Man in My Life...

Okay, so he isn't exactly a man, per say, but he is my best friend. We don't always get along. To be frank, I get upset with him almost every day. I sometimes believe he favors others over me. He never cooperates...ever. He alwaaays has to be difficult and he doesn't know how to share ANYTHING. He never lets me press the snooze button in the morning. He's a pig...always eating anything he can get. He takes up the majority of space in the bed and I have to maneuver around him to sleep. He can be very cranky at times. He's extremely jealous and territorial. He smells most of the time. He's left me once before but I can't let this little man leave. I bawled when I came home to an empty house and I searched until I found him. He can be a pain...but I still love everything about him. He's my best friend, only dog (at the moment), and my life.

Meet my best friend, Scout. :)
This little guy is the one that inspired me to work with dogs. He ran away this summer while I was in Illinois for a few weeks. I came home to a house that was no longer home. This house is only a house without my best friend. I went to church that night, bawling. Tried to control myself, but if you were there you know that didn't work to well. Ended up in the bathroom with my youth pastors wife. I pushed away the tears and came out of the bathroom. After talking about him with some friends, one of the guys said, "Hey, some kids were walking around Westminster with a dog like that..." (Westminster is a tiny little town that is about two minutes from my house) So we went to Westminster. We walked around, knocking on doors until we found the house. They had taken him to the Dog Warden, a.k.a. Doggy Prison. We went to get him the next morning. He had puked all over his "cell" and just seeing him in there broke my heart. We finally got our dog back after 24 painful hours. After this whole incident, I started feeling called to animal care...with dogs specifically. I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted to do with them but I felt the change. At the time, I was planning on becoming a high school English teacher. God had other plans. :)

I love my little man. Although my parents say I don't because I have the desire to get another dog, I will always love him, my best friend. No other dog will ever take him place. I could have a million dogs and my love for him would never change.

Dad's home and Scout's trying to get me to go downstairs.
So this is all, I guess.

God Bless and Goodbye.