Almost a year ago, my husband and I got a skittish little rescue dog. Stewie is a white fifteen pound terrier mix who came into our home not knowing how stairs worked or how to walk on a leash. He didn’t want to be touched at first and hid when we approached him. During his first weeks at our house, Stewie learned to trust us enough to cuddle and play with toys and ask to go for walks. While we were hesitant at first to own a dog, both my husband and I agree that adopting Stewie was one of the best decisions we’ve made in a long time.
Stewie makes me laugh out loud. He makes me laugh when he slides out on the wood floor or discovers a new toy and plays catch with himself. He makes me laugh when he jumps up onto the bed, but misses and then acts like he meant to do that. He makes me laugh first thing in the morning when he wakes up full of energy and excitement that this is today! It’s time to get up! Let’s go for a walk! He makes me smile because his love is unconditional. He doesn’t care if I’m wearing my ratty sweatpants or having a bad hair day. I’m his person and he’s always glad to see me.
Stewie acupuncturetwincities.com
