Just Three More

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You all know I love my baby boy, Dozer.

I’ve shared pictures of him on my Facebook page before and with some of you one on one.  I got him a little over six years ago when he was eight.  If I haven’t mentioned it before, I work with a local rescue group and do what’s called “Forever Fostering.”  Essentially, I take in older dogs that no one is looking at adopting and give them a home.  The rescue group pays for food and vet bills…and I just make sure they are loved and cared for.

Dozer is my third forever foster.  To have him for six years, especially considering he is a large breed mix, has truly been a blessing for me.  He has been with me through so much.  He was with me when my mom died.  He’s been with me through a couple of rough real life relationships.  And most importantly, he has been the every day constant in my life since I start hormone replacement therapy.  He is a prime example of the old adopt a rescue animal quote, “Now who rescued who?”

While all of you and many people from my real life have been amazing on my journey, my baby boy has been a rock for me.  As I have faced the various struggles of transitioning, he has never changed his love for me.  As family and friends rejected me, Dozer still greeted me every day that I came home.  He loved me every morning as I came down the stairs from work.  When I would jump around the house singing and dancing like a fool…he would come up and jump on me until I would dance with him.  His love has been unconditional.

I know his time with me is limited, so I try to spoil him…a lot.  He’s 14 years old now and with him being a Yellow Lab/Sheppard mix, I know I won’t have him much longer.  I keep telling him he needs to hold out until after I start presenting in a couple more months.  As of right now, I am due to begin presenting at work at the end of September…so I keep telling him he has to hold out until October.  Selfishly, I really want him around during that time.  It’s going to be a tense one for me.  To be able to come home to my baby boy during that time would be…well…nothing short of a blessing.

I love you, baby boy.  Thank you for being the best boyfriend a girl could have. ♥

See it on Flickr.

What I’m Wearing
Blueberry – Tank Top (Group Gift)
Truth – Elixir
Vinyl – Biscuit Joggers [@ Kustom9]

Body – Legacy Meshbody
Head – LeLutka – Nova Evolution Series
Shape – Custom
Skin – Glam Affair – Rhian Evolution Skin 008 & Rhian Freckles (B)

Diversion – Inner Chi 4 (Head adjustment made with the LeLutka Axis HUD)

sequenced yoga mat sand

Countryside Collies :: Companion Pup Blue Merle

Seaside Calm Bag
Seaside Calm Beach Chair Adult

Beachin’ Bag Clutter – Blue

Varsity Days Water Bottle #21


One Comment Add yours

  1. Katie McKenzie says:

    So sweet. We got my terrier mix, Molly, a bit over a year ago and I wasn’t sure I wanted another dog. Her predecessor was a large Australian cattle dog mix we named “Steve”, who was the sweetest dog I’ve ever known. Not an aggressive bone in his body. He loved to snuggle at night and spent his last days at my feet and at my side. I had a hard time letting go of him when it was time, but the day I was feeling really down over losing my son, Molly climbed up in my lap and curled up as I petted her, and that’s when I realized that she was an empathetic dog who sensed my mood. A natural-born therapy dog. I cannot tell you how wonderful and sweet this little girl has been – and as we’ve become more familiar with each other, she’s only become cuter and funnier. Honestly I do not know where I would be right now without this pup. She set a new world record gaining my affection and adoration 🙂 Thank you for doing what you’re doing, Tiff! I believe our pets need to be spoiled to a degree, both as an expression of our affection and a gesture of gratitude for their presence in our lives.

    ♥ Kate ♥


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