1. She’s Always Down To Party

I can say absolutely anything to her, and as long as it’s in a HIGH pitched/excited voice, she is sooo down to participate. She never ditches me for other plans and she thinks every day is the best day of her life. She always wants to do what I want to do, which is great, because I always want to do what I want to do. She’s easy going and “chill” in human terms, though she does beg for attention all the time.


2. She Never Judges

She doesn’t know about my faults and fails. I am her entire world. It’s nice to have someone who doesn’t care about my level of success or financial status. Even when I vent to her about my problems, she doesn’t understand what I’m saying, so it’s fine. She simply gives me a few kisses and moves along. She is big on forgiveness, even after I leave her alone. If anything, she shows me how to not hold grudges against myself.



3. She Keeps My Secrets

Yeah, she knows everything and she would never tell a soul. She is incapable of ratting me out for skipping a gym session or watching too many episodes on Netflix, or telling anyone how weird I truly am. I keep her secrets too, like how she wasn’t a service dog all those times I insisted that she was so we wouldn’t get kicked out (mostly at the grocery store.) She doesn’t know it, but I need her service as much as she needs mine.

4. She Soothes My Soul

“Petting animals decreases anxiety.” I believe in those statistics. Even on my worst, most low self-esteemed days, her snuggles make me happy. Her paws pattering on my hardwood floors give me life. I may not have a boyfriend, but I have another mammal that gives me constant love and affection. I’m never really alone anymore. Honestly, she may be my first real go at true commitment. Woah.



5. She’s My First Born. 

Sometimes, it freaks me out – in a good way – that I am literally responsible for her survival. I can tell she is totally content with the personal human she was given to. I will go through many transitions in the years to come but she will be my constant, at least for the next decade (assuming I keep doing everything right. In 10 years, I will be 35 years old. Technically, I could marry my husband and even have my first child while my dog is still around. She’s the true OG of my future.


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