I always thought I was a cat person, and spent so much of my childhood coming up with presentations and graphs on how cat ownership would make me a better person. My parents, for better or worse, were never convinced. When I was 13, though, they acquiesced in part, and brought home a puppy. From that moment on, my life was changed, and I fell head over heels in love with dogs. Being a dog owner as a teenager taught me patience, responsibility, and the importance of taking time out of a busy day to just enjoy life and have fun.
As an adult, I rescued a Border Collie puppy, Koshou, who in turn rescued me. He followed me across the country, through relationships and career changes. One day, after five years together, I suffered an unfortunate dog park accident while trying to break up a dog fight. I was between homes and looking for someone to watch him until I could find a place to live. We stopped by a dog park and were having a great time, when another dog attacked him. I broke up the fight in the worst way (I know now), by trying to pull them apart. In the moment of chaos, the strange dog bit my finger off.
I was rushed to the hospital, and my dog was taken to an animal shelter since I had no local friends or family to take him in while I was in emergency care. Thankfully, they were able to reattach the finger, but I had to make the hard choice to surrender him to the local animal welfare league so I could recover in a communal home. It was one of the hardest choices I have ever had to make, especially after we had gone through so much together. This tragedy didn’t sway my love for dogs, though, and after building a stable life for myself over the course of the next few years, I was able to become a dog owner once more.
My current dog, Shoresy, is one of the brightest parts of my day. Stress and heartache melt away when he is with me. There have been so many days that I feel lost and alone, that I wonder how to continue in a world full of financial and political instability. Shoresy comes over to me, though, and leans against me, and everything suddenly seems a little bit more manageable. My partner and I love to spend our time training him to be a great little pupper, and I hope that we can take his innate caring and cuddly attitude and help others through therapy and support.
Surrendering Koshou was one of the darkest moments in my life. It really made me take a look at what I needed to do to never be in a position where I was so vulnerable and helpless. Since then, I've continued to further my career and now seek to start graduate school. I don't know if I would be where I am today if not for losing him. But with Shoresy now at my side, I know I can accomplish anything.