The day I went to look for a dog at a shelter, I had no idea what a Norwegian Elkhound was. But, the minute I got in your kennel with you, I knew you were mine. What one family had to give up, provided me with the best gift of my life.
I remember bringing you home for the first time. Boy, were we testing each other. For the first couple of days you refused to use the bathroom on the leash, whether it was on a walk or in our backyard. I knew when you had an accident in the house you felt terrible. I looked at your eyes and you were saying to me “Lady I am a shy pooper, I need my privacy, please put me on my own run” You chewed through your leash while we were outside gardening, you ran away to the neighbors, you paced at night, this was all during our first week together. But, my Baxter Boo, I would not change anything.
Six years later, you have become the one I count on to make me smile, to comfort me and make me laugh; all without judgement. You have this amazing since of calm about you that I find so lovely, but at the same time you have this wicked since of crazy about you that I just adore. You alway see me off in the morning whether I am going to work or heading out for a run, by scurrying to the window to watch me leave.
Now we have your little furry sister Zoey, who you welcomed with open paws. You play with her like you are a little puppy and you also protect her like the great big brother you are.
Baxter you light up my day with the ray of sunshine that you are. You are my best friend and my saving grace. I love you more than I could ever say.
Posted by Lorilmiddendorf@cc.cnyric.org