Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Happy Birthday Sonny
Yesterday was my Son's 7th birthday. Emerson (aka Sonny, aka Henry, aka Bubba, aka Boogie) was a rescue who, like most rescues, had a tough beginning. At the time, I didn't plan on getting a dog. I was in the middle of grad school, at the end of a really bad relationship, and timing was anything but right. I was making the routine Target run when I saw him out of the corner of my eye. That's where adoption shelters are smart. Even as a marketer, it's hard for me to resist interacting. I walked over to his kennel and we stared at each other for awhile. A young girl took him out and handed him to me like a baby. He looked up at me, put his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my neck (no joke).
"I'll take him!" I said without thinking. It was love at first sight.
That was the day my Son rescued me. Six years later, we've lived in 5 houses together, met the girls of our dreams, and traveled cross country as a family to start a new adventure. It's hard to believe he's already 7. So happy, happy birthday, Emerson! I'm thankful for you (and our girls) every single second of every single day.