From the eyes of my dog.

How do you define what a pet does to change your life? Do you define it in the years they live? Do you define it in the moments that they share with you? Or in the vet bills they occur, or the cost of their upkeep? 

My dogs have shaped my life in a way i can not describe. They are been there for better or worse, in wealth and in poverty. They helped me choose the house I settled into, they helped me decorate with their shedding hair and crazy amounts of toys strewn all over the floor. They keep me active, rain or shine and they demand love and attention even if I think i am too down to give it.

Molle is the dog version of me. Fearless, spicy, vocal, sassy and balls to the wall all or nothing kinda dog. She demands perfection and she demands it on a strict timeline. Okay. Maybe she not that bossy, but she is pretty needy. Shes resilient and strong, but secretly soft and lovable. 

Ein is the complete opposite and does a great job balancing her energy out. Hes a couch potato who enjoys sleeping in, being warm and dry and regular, but not to strenuous walks. His fave word is cookie, and he is 100% food motivated. 

Dogs are not children. Children are children. These dogs are reflections of pieces i am missing from my self. They are parts of the machinery that keeps my life mobile and productive. They are dear to me because they are individuals who need me just as much as i need them. 

Molle is 6 this year. Ein is 10 in Dec. My heart aches to think of a time I may have to part ways with them, so i hold on to every moment.

I havent updated this blog in over a year. This may be non-sense. But my life is where i want it to be, so i thought, what the hell. Lets make a dog blog. 

Molle runs her first full 5K with me.

Ein explores new lands with me.

Molle watches a clown movie with me.

Ein becomes protector of the my recently purchased home.

Till next time. 

-Sarah Gooch