Usually I write about relationships with people and the joys and challenges that come along with them. The thing is, my one true love in my life so far have been my dogs. Their ever-present loyalty, love, devotion, sacrifice and endless desire to make me happy are qualities only most men can aspire to possess. So I’m going to get personal and talk about the one love that until now has been the one I couldn’t talk about and the one my heart has yet to heal from losing.
There has never been a man in my life that knew my moods or what I needed at any given time more than my dogs do. They cry with me when I’m sad, they cuddle me when I just need to be cuddled, they jump up and down with me when I am jumping up and down with excitement and they leave me alone when they know I need that. Somehow all of my dogs fill a different place in my heart and soul that no other living creature has been able to do consistently.
As some of you may know, I lost one of my dogs last year. Her name is Gidgit and that Yorkie is truly my angel. She had a heart of gold and enough spunkiness for all my dogs put together. Gidgit was such a free spirit and the very thing that drove me nuts was also what I loved the most. She had so much personality and God, did she love me. She went everywhere with me even to autograph signings! She was feircly loyal, loved to play fetch (relentlessly sometimes), loved to go for a ride in the car, play dress up with her mommy, loved other dogs and made me laugh out loud every day.
There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of her and miss her. I think back to that first week without her and I truly felt as though my heart would never recover. I guess in a lot of ways it hasn’t. As I am writing this now tears are streaming down my face and my other three angels are lying next to me all piled on top of each other sleeping, content to just be by my side. I know now, that without my Lucy and Fonzie I would never have made it through that tough time. After all, they were the only ones who really knew what I was going through. They were the ones sleeping in bed with me for days at a time, like me they didn’t get up to eat or go outside or to answer the door. They just slept next to me. The only thing they could do to comfort me ended up being exactly what I needed from them. If you have ever loved someone more than you love yourself, to the point that you could ask yourself if you would do anything in the world for them and honestly be able to answer yes, then you will begin to know the kind of love that comes from a dog. The kind of love that I have for all of mine and they have for me. I know that for some who have never had the love of a dog my story may be hard to understand but for those who are true dog lovers and truly value what it means to have the love of one, I think they will understand that there is nothing else in the world like it.
God blessed me with another Yorkie last year named Ginger and I know Gidgit is proud looking down on her, Lucy and Fonzie Ginger is so much like Gidgit that she makes me laugh every day with her orneriness and antics. I could never fully describe how each of my dogs effect who I am and who I hope to become because every day is an adventure with three furry kids running along beside me. I suppose what I really needed to say is that losing Gidgit was one of the hardest times in my life so far yet I wouldn’t have traded the time I was blessed enough to have her in my life for anything in the world. My heart has not totally healed and I don’t know that it ever will be completely but I do know that remembering her and our special bond is what helps me take it a day at a time and I believe she watches over me and is my angel up above and my other three dogs are my angels here on earth.