Happy Sunday, loves! As I am home today resting up for another work week (and trying to get my voice back), I am getting a lot of snuggles from Stella. She is my rock and my girl. Everything I do is for her. It's really crazy how much I live to provide for her. Most people would think I'm crazy for loving a dog so much and for spending so much money on a "pet". Stella is not just my pet. She is my best friend, my companion, my rock, my everything. I love her more than I've ever thought I was capable of loving someone. I love Josh SO much, but Stella is different. I can only imagine the love I have for her to be somewhat the same as when I have my own children. I know that she relies SOLELY on ME. I must feed her. I must provide her water. I must walk her. I must buy her food. I must take her to the doctor. She can't do any of this by herself because she is obviously, a dog. I love having all of the responsibility, but at the same time its a feeling that scares me. What if I mess up? What do I do?
When I turned 16, I got a shih-tzu, named Snickers. He is still around, but my Mom has become his "mommy". Even though he was mine, my Mom took care of him for the most part. I never learned responsibility from him. But, with Stella, it was different. I was living on my own with my parents 20 some hours away. She was mine. I was responsible for her.
I love my Stella B with all of my heart. I would do absolutely ANYTHING for her. I don't ever want to see her in pain. I want to give her the best life she could possibly ever have. So, TODAY, I am thankful for Stella B, my whole world.
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