At first I was skeptical.
It is an exceedingly difficult thing being the only animal lover in a house where pets are thought of little more than a nuisance and just another chore/mouth to feed/creature to clean up after. They fail to see the value of a wet nose and a wiggly but. In many ways it makes me feel even more alone.
I had the worlds greatest dog for 10 years. When I moved out for the first time Laika went with me. She was always at my side, and watching over me when I slept. She was a friend and confidant(dogs are the best keeper of secrets), my furry foot warmer, and the prewasher of all my dishes(I did wash them after she was done with them). She was my family. She passed away in November of last year. I miss her terribly. I think at some point at part of me decided that she'd be with me always. When I thought of my future there was always a wagging tail to greet me at the door. I have shed many a tear over her in the last 10 months. Her absence has left me rather forlorn.
I know another dog could never replace her but it'll certainly help me heal.
Worlds Best Dog
