So it's official...I
am obsessed with my dog. That's so sad, but I just can't help it. I had to drop
her off at my parents about a week ago because I was in a friend's wedding
(puppies weren't invited
), and I will be away at Eagle U for the next
2 weekends. Which means...I had to pack Sasha up and ship her to grandma and
grandpa's house. It's only been a week and I miss her so much!
Don't get me
wrong...having extra time in the mornings to sleep in is nice (I have extra
time that is usually dedicated to taking her out, feeding her, etc.) I am able
to get SO much more done around the apartment (things that normally would take
me 3 times as long because I usually have a "helper"). But those
luxuries aside...it's too quiet around here! It's weird coming home to an empty
apartment. It's weird not having "help" getting ready in the morning.
She's always happy to see me, and I am pretty much her entire world. I miss my
running buddy. I miss my cuddle buddy (because yes, even though she is 65
pounds, she is the biggest cuddler I know!)
This is a depressing
post. Haha. I think this past week has made me realize how much I love my dog.
It's funny how attached you can get to a four-legged fur ball. She's my sweet
baby and these next 2 weeks are going to be so hard without her.
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