Yes, you read that right. No one can believe it, myself included. Me? With a dog?

One of my bosses rescues dogs. She then finds loving and caring homes to adopt them to. Dogs come in and go out her door every single day. LOTS of dogs. I give them attention when I’m able to, because well, it’s hard not to. So many of them have been abused, abandoned, or just completely neglected. It’s very sad, on hard on the spirit to see this. I don’t know how my boss does it, and I commend her loving, giving, generous spirit!

Well, one day not too long ago, she had a dog brought to her, after being found at the dump. At first glance, I thought, “what a sad looking dog.” She was unkempt, dirty, and very, very scared. I really didn’t think much about her as I continued working, but later on, as I was able to be in the same room with her more, I caught myself looking at her. Again and again. For the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why. It wasn’t long before the dog started coming to me for affection. Even as scared as she was, she was just begging for love. As the days went by, I would give her lots of love every time I saw her at work. As I began to work more hours, I also began to… you guessed it. Grow attached to the dog. I began to really look forward to going to work, just to visit with her! I didn’t realize how attached I was to her until I had a day off work. I missed her.

It hasn’t really taken all that long for both of us to become attached to each other. Two weeks, maybe. Let me tell you, I am not a dog person. I am a cat person. I like dogs, but I’ve never wanted one of my own. Until now. I was able to convice my boss to let me take this little doggie home with me for a while. To help socialize her more; to get her outside for a while; to introduce her to my son and bf. hehehehe She took to my son instantly. As for my bf, that took a little coaxing, but the dog did start taking to him.

Today, I’ve brought her home again with me. She won’t leave my side and watches my every move. I feel such an unusual attachment with her. I want to give her all the love that she’s craving. That she so deserves. The thing is, my bf doesn’t want a dog. Yet, he says. When “yet” will end, I have no idea. But I know one thing, I’m not giving up on this dog. She’s not the most beautiful dog you’ve ever seen, and she really doesn’t smell the best, despite having a bath, but there’s just something about her. Maybe it’s because I feel that she didn’t ask to be treated the way she has been, and she deserves to be treated so much better. And I know that I can give her that. I want to give her that.

Time will tell on what happens. I’ll be talking with my bf more about her. And bringing her home to visit more. I’ll keep you updated. I wonder… can the cat lady turn into a dog lady? :)