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There is no hiding that I am a crazy dog lady. I won’t incriminate myself by saying exactly how many I have in my care but lets just say I have half a dozen or so. You all know I am that crazy animal lady (and have taken it to new heights by being vegan) but what you don’t know is the backstory. You don’t know that it was a pair of dogs that saved my life. And you probably don’t know that my greatest fear in the world is something bad happening to them. I joke a lot about my dogs but when it comes to talking about the real emotional stuff I run for the hills. It isn’t going to be easy but I am going to let you in on the whole story of my dogs and I.
My First Dogs
You would never guess it now but I was terrified of dogs, even after I got my very own. As a child my mother was scared of dogs and it was definitely passed on to me by seeing the way she would react. My fears were irrational because I had never experienced anything that would justify them. A dog had never hurt me, nor had I seen anyone else be hurt by one. However, despite my fear, I knew that I desperately wanted a dog. We had two cats as I was growing up. Oscar was a beautiful gentle old soul and Otti was a psychopath who would pounce on you out of nowhere, and both of them adored my father. I loved my cats but they were around long before me and I never felt like they cared for me very much. I wanted someone that would love me like our cats loved my father. Continue Reading