Earlier this year in March, we adopted a dog. For those of you who have been reading my blog for a little length of time you know I am a dog mom. I have always been an animal person. I had two cats growing up, but a dog was always on my mind. Unfortunately my Mom is allergic to them. The second I moved out and had my own place I got my first dog, Benny.
Benny is a pure breed English cream golden retriever. In short he is my dream dog. After watching Air Bud over 50 times, I started to get a real liking for the dogs. But really I just love their personalities. Benny is chill, calm, and the most loyal dog out there. He knows when I’m upset, when I’m angry, when I just need that little bit of cheering up with a puppy kiss.
I wouldn’t say that raising Benny was easy though. We went through the life adjustment of being responsible for a little puppy. House training was a whole other feat to overcome. Walking a 90 pound dog that hasn’t quite stopped pulling wasn’t the easiest either. But I would do it all over again a million times, because I gained my best friend. I always like to go back to the John Grogan saying “A dog has no use for fancy cars, big homes, or designer clothes. A water log stick will do just fine. A dog doesn’t care if your rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he’ll give you his. How many people can you say that about? How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special? How many people can make you feel extraordinary?”
In March we adopted Riley. Completely unexpected and a bit of a shock, that Saturday afternoon we brought him home. Adopting isn’t always easy. You never know what some of these dogs have gone through, you never know where they came from. But you do know they have never had a home. Not one that they could count on.
We brought Riley home, as a 1 ½ year old dog. He clearly had some scars on his nose, not to mention he had some bathroom issues.
We spent the first night just watching Benny and Riley react to each other. By the next day I was shocked to realize how perfect they were together. Everything on the surface seemed great. It seems easy right.
Well it’s not easy at all. We spent the first week getting up three or four times in the middle of the night to take Riley to the bathroom. When we were inside we would hear his whines. The first two weeks we had to cage him at night so we didn’t wake up to a mess.
I won’t lie we contemplated finding him a new home on more than one occasion. But as we were on week two, Randy went out of town and it was just Benny, Riley and I for most of the week. That is when I started to notice Riley’s quarks.
He may be way more hyper than Benny, but his playfulness for Benny is just what we wanted in a companion for him. His cuddling is what I would describe as aggressive. He shows his affection and love, all while tricking you into giving him a belly rub. When he goes on solo walks without his partner in crime, this guy would wait on me to get down the steps. His excitement for any food besides his dog food is something I have never seen.
Most importantly though, we gave Riley a home, that we will love him unconditionally no matter what he crews up!