crazy dog lady.

in college i had a professor who was a crazy cat lady. she lent me a book once that she plucked out of some kitty litter in her car and dusted off the cat hair. recently my friend one-upped me and told me she had a professor who was actually married to her cats.

well i'm no crazy cat lady but i'm well on my way to being a crazy dog lady. which may or may not be better than a cat lady. (and i mean its totally better, no offense).

why? because dogs love you back and they don't make you work for it. my dog runs with me not away from me. she uses the bathroom OUTSIDE.

can your cat do that?

but i digress. this isn't about my opinion on why dogs are better than cats. this is how i'm becoming a crazy dog lady.

if it weren't for bailey these past few weeks i might have gone crazy. with no one around to talk to she has become a great listener. she is constantly by my side and endures many smothering hugs and kisses. i'm so grateful to have her in my life.


i got her from the humane society about a year ago. it was hard not to take all the dogs home. but i spotted her and thought she looked like a dessert, and that was perfect for me.

she used to try and jet out the door whenever i opened it. now she knows this is home and where she wants to stay.



she has taught me a lot about life. she approaches a car ride and a four mile run with the same excitement, a smile plastered on her face the whole time, her tounge hanging out. she doesn't get flustered even when the neighbor dogs are barking their heads off at her.

last weekend we went to a puppy class. we had tried a few months ago and got a "certificate of attendance,"  not acheivement. this time she was teacher's pet. they told me she was a quick study and kept using her as an example for the rest of the class. as a dog mom, i coudln't have been prouder. (this weekend we went back and i realized the class was really for me, not her).

but it was at this class i noticed how i'm inching closer to crazy dog lady. i talked to her like she was a person. when she looked at me i was pretty sure i knew what she was thinking.

i think she gets me too. she seems to sense when i need to laugh and does something silly. when she sees that i'm sad she looks at me with sympathy. she is the best company i could ask for.

it has taking me a while to write this post. it is hard to put into words how much a pet means to you. i don't think i've done it justice. but there you have it, from a crazy dog lady.