November 19, 2018
“If you don’t own a dog, at least one, there is not necessarily anything wrong with you, but there may be something wrong with your life.” ―
How has it been one year since this massive furball entered my life? I can still remember the day we went to pick him up from the airport. He was almost too heavy then to carry. From 16lbs to over 100lbs, he has stayed the most loveable and loyal pup there is.
When I decided to get a dog, one of my own, it wasn’t an easy decision. I was a giant ball of stress and the last thing I needed was more responsibility. But then, my family surprised me with Ghost and everything seemed to calm down for a moment. I had this little creature in my arms and it all seemed okay.
Sure, Ghost and I have butted heads a lot and there have been times that I didn’t think I would be able to handle it anymore, but we always made it through. He’s my best friend and he’s the greatest dog a girl could have (cheesy, I know).
Those first few months were the hardest. I barely slept that first week and if it hadn’t of been for my mom who would stay up with the little guy, I wouldn’t have been able to function, let alone care for my new dog. He’s now able to sleep through the night, he stays out of dangerous areas of the house and even gets along with the cats.
I’ve always thought of myself as a cat person, but I guess it just takes the right dog to turn the tide. Ghost is intelligent, full of energy, and has one of the best personalities out there. Shepherds…well they’re big dogs. I didn’t know what to expect when dealing with a larger breed, but I’ve found that they are a lot like smaller breeds, just a bit more destructive.
When it came to the other animals, of course, I was worried they weren’t going to tolerate a large dog and especially one so young and full of untameable energy. It was rocky at first, but now Ghost loves Nyx and he loves Gracie. Gracie, however…doesn’t quite care for her “little” brother, but I am still holding out hope. As for our other dog, Bella, sadly she passed away this summer, but I think they loved each other in the end.
From the tiny little fuzzball to the gorgeous beast he is now, I wouldn’t want him any other way. He’s been through so many medical procedures, that I haven’t written about. He had to go through exploratory surgery and multiple resutures for his neutering. He’s been ill more times than I can count no matter what we’ve done. And currently, the wolf has an ear infection. And yet, he soldiers on. I didn’t name him after a Direwolf for nothing!
There is plenty that I can still say about this dog, but I don’t quite know how to put it into words as of now. Also, I haven’t blogged in months, so I’m a bit rusty. All in all, this dog, this bundle of white fur and fumbling feet, is everything to me and I couldn’t imagine what these past 12 months would have been without him. He has been an incredible addition to the family and I cannot wait for the many more years to come.
If you want a loyal breed who will love you unconditionally, then white shepherds are for you. They need lots of love and when you bond with one, you are theirs and they are yours, so be prepared for that.
Happy Anniversary, Ghost! To many more years!