Dats my Bitch

Grow up! I’m talking about my dog. I’m sure the title served its purpose as click bait. Any who, this blog is in recognition of my shining bright star, my daughter, or as some would say fur baby. Yes, Ms. Stella turns 5 years old today. I used to think people who rambled about their pets and showed off their pictures in little outfits was dumb.

I am now this person. I am the epitome of dog mom. Yes she rides in the car, yes she has clothes, her own room, and has beds in 2 separate houses. My dog is the grand child my mom has been begging me for. It wasn’t always sunshine, and unicorns. Until I was in my mid 20’s, I had a phobia of dogs. After I was attacked by some loose rottweilers during my adolescence, I never looked at dogs the same.

My house had never had a dog, I didn't visit people until their dogs were put away. I was horrified and the site of any dog left me in tears. I can remember staying in the car when I would pull up to visit my sister. It was real fear like nothing I never knew. It didn’t help that I lived in the hood and the neighbors' dogs were always breaking out of the house and off their leashes.

It wasn’t until the 2010’s that all that changed. I fell in love with a girl named Bella.

Bella was my dog’s mom. She was a puppy when my sister got her and instantly fell in love. She was a little black angel, sweet, quiet, lovable. It took a while ,but over time I adjusted to her. Every now and again I would jump when she ran towards me, or flinch when she tried to lick my hand. Over time we became BFF's so much so that she would run away from my sister’s house and be waiting for me on my porch when I arrived at home.

Bella was a good girl but she got around I heard. Next thing you know, I see boobs hanging, and she weighed about a ton. Puppies, my girl was having puppies. We had never had a dog let alone delivered some puppies. Every person in my family was waiting on pins and needles for the birth. I’m still pissed I missed the birth of those little babies. It was a litter of 6 or 7. I knew I was going to get one but I didn’t know if I had the time, and eventually decided not to keep any of the puppies. Soon all the puppies had been either adopted or fostered to another family.

One day in October my mom finally caved and said we’re going to go get us a puppy. We knew exactly which one we wanted,the girl with the white back paw, and sweet face. Stella had been put up for adoption from her first owner so lucky us. We were able to track her down and found what animal shelter she was in. My mom bought her home and from that day to this one, she has been my saving grace.

I always thought it was cliche` when people would say “my dog saved my life.” I truly understand and I’m a testament that dogs heal, and can save lives. When I’ve struggled with anxiety attacks my pooch is right there to comfort me.She lays with me, forces me to rub her which helps to regulate my breathing. When I can’t sleep at night she stays close by to watch me and make sure I’m okay. She has been with me during some of my highest highs and lowest lows.

I don't know another dog with as much spunk, personality, and kind eyes. My dog is everything to me. I know other pet moms can feel me, if you don’t have pets you probably can’t relate. If you are thinking about getting a pet you absolutely should. It's one of the best decision I ever made. Dat's my BIIIIIITTTTCCHHHHHH!

Happy Birthday Stella a.k.a The Bean, a.k.a. Boon a.k.a Boonapetite` a.k.a Beenya Collada

These are all her nicknames and she responds to all of them. Adopt a dog today!

Xoxo- Sam & Stella