Today marks the 2nd anniversary of the night our pup, Stevie Nicks, was rescued off the street. If you will recall she was spotted in the ditch eating trash while on our way home from the airport. My daughter’s boyfriend saw something on the side of the road and pulled over. As they have reminded me so many times, I was in the backseat lamenting the fact that my spring break was going up in flames as soon as they put this dog in the car. To be fair, I wasn’t wrong. This little pup consumed every moment of our trip to Nashville and slowly began to take over our hearts as well.
It turns out that Stevie Nicks was very pregnant with 7 little puppies of her own. Unable to fly her back to Colorado in her condition, we were fortunate enough to find her refuge at JoJo’s Doghouse. They took her in, cared for her, found homes for all 7 of her puppies and allowed us to come back to adopt Steve after all of her puppies were weaned. We will forever be grateful to JoJo’s for taking her in and all of the amazing work they do rescuing pups and finding them homes.
I have often said that we may have rescued this dog, but she has given us way more love than we could ever give her. With the exception of her morning walks, which she practically demands, she obediently follows me around the house. There is never a moment that I don’t look down and see her sitting at my feet. She watches while I cook, she sits outside the shower and she waits by the window if I’m gone. Whether I am gone for 20 minutes or two weeks, she greets me at the door as if she thought I would never return. She leaves no doubt that she loves us and is happy to be home.
Sunshine & Sarcasm,
Lowi & G