Thanksgiving is this Thursday so I wanted to write about one thing in particular that I’m thankful for. It goes without saying that I am thankful for the Lord, family, friends, food, shelter, clothing, and my job. I do not take any of the aforementioned for granted and thank the Lord every day for my many blessings. I’m sure this is no surprise to many, but I’m extra thankful for Windsor. I laid in bed the other night just staring at him (because he’s so dang cute!) and thinking about much he has changed my life since he became mine 3 years ago.
I’ve always been a crazy dog lady and I missed my family dogs like crazy when I was away at school. I wanted my own dog so bad, but my parents didn’t think I needed one just yet. My senior year of college, one of my best friends got a dog and that helped convince my parents that I could take care of one. She even found Winds’ for me! My parents agreed to go look at the puppies, but didn’t promise anything. My parents are both suckers for animals so I walked away knowing I could pick up my puppy soon. That was in 2012 and we’ve pretty much been inseparable ever since.
I know some people might say, “oh he’s just a dog,” but he is so much more than that. He makes every day better. He is the best part of my day every day. No matter how bad my day was or how many things went wrong, it all fades when I see his sweet face. He is my constant companion, my shadow, and my best friend. I’d rather spend a night hanging with him than doing almost anything else. He had a respiratory infection last year and was so pitiful, I thought my heart was going to shatter into a million pieces. The only thing I could do to help him was to give him meds, but seeing his little body shake and hearing that awful cough nearly killed me. When I drop him off at the groomers, I feel like I’m leaving a piece of my heart behind. I don’t know how parents do it.
More than anything else, I’m thankful for Windsor for saving my life. If you read my post about my tattoo, you know that I went through a pretty rough, dark time in my life a few years ago. I really thought about ending it all. I was so unhappy that I just didn’t want to be here anymore. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that wasn’t the answer. I didn’t want to cause pain and hurt to anyone in my family and I didn’t want to leave Windsor alone. Sure, my parents would have taken him and cared for him, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that he depended on me to care for him and to make sure all his needs were met. The thought of leaving Winds’ alone was enough to stop me from taking my own life. He literally saved my life. If I didn’t have him, I don’t know what I would have done. For that reason alone (plus many others), he will always be more than a dog to me.