I decided to write a little blog about my little puppy Ellie. 🙂
She is a sweetheart. Most of the time. I got her last July in 2008 from Rescue the Animals. She is half beagle, half dachshund. I was so excited and so thankful when I got her. You see, I have loved dogs my whole life, starting with the German Shepherd we had growing up named Bravo. I loved that dog. He was such a good, beautiful pet. I had a toy poodle when I was 14, named Little Bit. He was a sweetheart, too. That was during my first episode of depression, and Little Bit was such an important part of my healing.
So I had always longed for the day I could get a dog of my own. Last year, one of the ladies I work with told me about all the dogs at Rescue the Animals. I got permission to let a dog live with me at my apartment on campus. Lora, the lady I worked with, told me about a new set of puppies that she had saved from being killed. They needed homes. So I took two. I took Ellie, who was the only girl in the bunch, and the only one with black and white coloring. I also took her brother, the runt in the pack, who had brown and white coloring. Unfortunately, her brother died a few weeks later from a tumor on his lung. It was very sad for me. Her brother was the most outgoing, gregarious of the bunch and everyone loved him. Ellie was the shy one who ran from almost everyone. And then she was left alone with me.
Everyone joked she was a “Momma’s girl” because she always stayed close to me. She didn’t warm up easily to others, especially men. Gradually, though, she began to get to know the children around the Home. She began to be braver and would wander a little farther from me. Now, she wanders all over campus. She wags her tail and runs up to the kids she knows best. She’s still shy around some of the new kids, and she’ll bark loudly at anyone that comes near my apartment who (she thinks) shouldn’t.
She’s a sweetheart. She makes my days brighter and gives me something to laugh at. She’s a little independent now and too smart for her own good. Admittedly, I probably need to train her better because she still won’t come to me if she doesn’t want to. But I love her lots. Just wanted you to know.