15 of 365 She Really Isn't That Bad

So it's been almost a week since Sara has been gone. In this past week I have really started to bond with my Miniature Schnauzer named Minnie. My husband and kids brought home Minnie for my 30th birthday. At the time I was already depressed about turning 30 and when they brought her home, all I could think of was, "Great. Something else for me to take care of." Sara and Minnie bonded immediately and became the best of friends. I, however, thought she was just a nuisance. So for the last 6 years I basically fed her, took her to the vet, took her to the groomers but never really loved her.

Last Sunday that all changed. Minnie has been at my constant side for the last week. I slept on the air mattress with her the first 4 nights after Sara's passing. When my back and neck couldn't take sleeping on the air mattress anymore, I begged my husband to let her sleep in the bedroom with us. My husband is more of a cat lover and will do anything for his cats, except let them sleep with us. I told him I couldn't bear for her to sleep in the kennel alone but I didn't trust her to sleep in the living room with the two cats. Talk about a big party in the living room. He agreed but said she COULD NOT sleep on our bed. So I grabbed her dog bed and a leash. She immediately laid on her bed and I held the leash so she couldn't go anywhere. She is now trained and doesn't need to use the leash when she's in our room. She goes straight to her bed and to sleep.

Today I took Minnie to the groomers to get cleaned up. I sat around and talked with the groomers and we all had stories to tell about Sara and now we get to spoil Minnie like no other dog.