Letter To My Dog: I Will Never Stop Loving You - World of Angus

Letter To My Dog: I Will Never Stop Loving You

My Dear Friend, 

I loved you from the moment I first saw you. You were crawling around in a dirty pen, probably looking for food. You had a round belly, red ears, and a dusty nose. I picked you up and put you on my lap, where you fell asleep and we shared our first snuggle. I had never held something so precious.

I started to panic as we left the yard; I couldn't bare the thought of someone else taking you home. "We said we were just going to look," said your father. 

 

We went to the pet store and looked at prices of food and supplies. We asked the owner how she felt about your breed. We were uneducated to say the least.

"Pit bulls are such losers," she laughed and clapped her hands. "They are the greatest dogs if you train them well. Don't believe what people say about them."

With one glance at each other, we hopped in the car, hearts racing, and sped back to where you were. Hoping and praying the whole way that you would still be there. As we pulled up to the house, I could see you sitting in your friend's lap. He seemed sad to let you go. 

"Promise you'll take good care of him" he asked. 

"Of course." I held you tight and swore to never leave you again. Not even for a second. We had just met, but I knew you were mine. My baby boy. 

 

From that day on, I loved you with everything I had. You became the most important thing in my life, and, despite the rude stares and comments from onlookers, I knew you were a good boy. 

The vet was surprised at your young age. "12 weeks, you say? He seems closer to 4 or 5." We think this is the reason you depended on us so much. You woke us up every two hours to go potty your first night at home. 

 

You couldn't eat the kibble we bought you, because the pieces were too big. We had to mix them up with water until they were a mushy gravy. You could barely stand still long enough to eat the food, your body wobbly and unstable. You were roughly the size of a large potato, which is how you got your nickname. We had to be careful not to step on you, as you'd fall asleep all over the house.

In fact, you slept about 90% of your first month with us. 

  

You were so smart! You figured out potty training with only a few accidents, and quickly learned how to walk on a leash. You were so gentle and so kind with children. You were also quite possibly the cutest puppy this earth has ever seen, which meant you had to tolerate a lot of ear and lip pulling.

No one could resist your "smushy face."

  

You grew more and more every day, learning new things and developing the loveliest personality. Your deep brown eyes were so soulful and calming. You learned to love the great outdoors, and, after a few failed attempts, swimming became your favorite activity.

You trusted that we would always care for you, as we promised we always would. As long as we were in your sight, you felt safe. 

  

Now you are a grown dog, your second birthday approaching next week. But, though you are aging, I still see my baby boy.

When you make mistakes, I remember a puppy struggling to learn how to climb down the stairs. When you are sad, I think of how you've comforted me in my times of need. And when you are old and grey, I will cherish all the memories we shared over the years.

 

So, my dear friend, I want you to know that every time I leave the house without you, I'm sad too. Every day I spend away from you, I count the minutes down until I can go home, because life without you isn't living. I want you to know that, despite our housing struggles, the rude stares, the mean comments from uneducated people, I will NEVER stop loving you.  

You are my baby boy, my little man, my best friend, my Mortimer. And I will love you always.

Forever Yours, 

Mom.   

Photos by @mortthepitbull, Chromatic Photography, Nathan Peacock

 


Alyssa Castle
Alyssa Castle

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Alyssa Lynn Castle is a certified crazy dog lady, who spends most of her days exploring with her two fur kids. She is a bully breed advocate, and a firm believer in the phrase "Adopt! Don't Shop." You can check out photos of her adorable pups and their adventures on their Instagram account @mortthepitbull



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