January 18, 2018
I am not a big animal person. I do love animals. I want them to be safe and protected, but I never grew up with pets (minus a hamster that escaped and a goldfish that died young). Then, 13 years ago on a snowy NYC night in January, I found myself looking at Petfinder and found this guy. My ex-husband and I rescued him days later. He has more energy and sass than believable (even at 14) and has forced me to put chicken wire around every yard I’ve had in the last 13 years. He is a wild man with a big heart. Last week when I evacuated my home (which is totally and miraculously untouched by the devastating mudslides but in the midst of the chaos that happened in and around the freeway), he was with me. He is now older and has heart troubles, but he walked with me, protected me and stayed by my side until we were taken out of the devastation by the National Guard. That experience is added to a long list of moves, surgeries, break-ups, reunions and more he has witnessed. I do not know if I will ever adopt another dog because of how much I travel, but this guy is forever etched in my heart.