My Dearest Capone

February 3rd 2010. Heartbroken and depressed I started scanning craigslist pet section. Sifting through the hundreds of ads I finally came across one. Half Golden Retriever, part lab, and part St Bernard puppies, no picture, born Dec 5th, free to good homes. I called and asked some questions out of curiosity. Ten minutes later I was driving 1 hour 45 min away to go look at three little puppies. I arrived there at 6:30 pm. When I got into the garage I saw an adorable little black puppy. I picked her up, she was black with a white chest. I had almost made up my mind right there until the cutest, biggest, and most clumsy puppy I’d ever seen waddled around the corner, sliding to a halt right in front of me. I immediately bent down to pick you up, and when I did I let out a loud “uhhh” because you were so heavy. You slept with your head on my lap the whole way home. The moment I picked you up you changed my life. I was 18 and did what any girl does when going through a hard breakup, I made a change. Some girls change their hair, get a tattoo, go shopping, I went and got a best friend.

You comfort me and lick away my tears when I’m sad, you entertain me when I’m bored, you provide company when I’m lonely, you make me smile every time I look at you. I love when you shove your rope in my lap when you want to play, the way you make that “arrrr rawwwr garr” sound like you’re trying to talk or singing with the music clock. I love wrestling with you when you dive on my bed in the morning, or when you keep my feet warm at night. I love every moment I spend with you and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You may have been a free puppy, but youre worth so much to me. Sometimes you frustrate me beyond belief, you steal my clothes, my shoes, try to take my keys when I have to leave. You try to become a 110lb lap dog when I’m not giving you my full attention, and you even eat a pillow now and then, but even after all that I can’t stay mad at you. You’re my giant dog child and my best friend, and I don’t know where I would be if you hadn’t came into my life that day.


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