In 2008 I got the dog I had been dreaming about since I was a little girl.
A crazy, wiggly, scrawny, cuddly, needy, excitable vizsla we called Sadie.
Ryan and I talked about getting a dog for months before Sadie came into our lives. For as much as I wanted a dog, a big, big part of me was worried about being a good owner. I wanted to be a great dog owner and give a puppy the attention, exercise and affection every dog deserves.
Eventually we decided to go for it and our world flipped upside down… in the very, very best way possible. We both fell head over heels in love with our clumsy puppy and couldn’t get enough of our sweet Sadie.
During the puppy stage, we lost a coffee table while Sadie was teething. I lost my favorite pair of nude pumps. We lost a couch (thankfully a cheap one from craigslist) when Sadie decided she was part-hamster and wanted to burry herself inside the couch cushions when we were away. We lost a comforter (or two), again to Sadie’s burrowing tendencies.
But we gained so much more.
We gained a furry companion who greets us with joy and unconditional love every single day.
We gained a “heating pad” that keeps us warm under the covers during the cold winter nights.
We gained the most enthusiastic hiking and outdoor adventure buddy in the world.
We gained a sous-chef for life.
We gained a family member who has absolutely no concept of personal space.
We gained the most adorable walking buddy who reminds us to appreciate the little things in life every day.
Because sticks are amazing, after all.
We gained a 38-pound comedian who makes us laugh until our stomachs hurt.
We gained a crazy ball of sunshine who brings more joy into our lives than we ever could have imagined.
We gained a best friend and the perfect third member of our little family. She’s simply the best.
Happy, happy 7th birthday Sadie!