I Literally Fell For That 'Doggie In The Window,' And He Was Everything I'd Always Dreamed Of
Start writing a post

I Literally Fell For That 'Doggie In The Window,' And He Was Everything I'd Always Dreamed Of

I am endlessly grateful for the day that we took a trip to a puppy store "just to look." It gave me my best friend and a million happy memories with the dog that I have always dreamed of.

I Literally Fell For That 'Doggie In The Window,' And He Was Everything I'd Always Dreamed Of

Ever since I was a little girl, all I ever wanted was a puppy. Yet, there was one slight problem. I was allergic–and I mean highly allergic. I was allergic to basically anything and everything with four legs back in those days: Dogs, cats, horses, you name it.

At about seven years old, I distinctly remember going over to one of my friend's houses for a playdate after school. I'm not entirely sure if I was excited for the play date or the fact that we would be spending the entire time at her house with her very big and very beautiful black lab. Later that day, I got into my mom's car with blood-shot eyes, a slight wheeze, and I was itching from head to toe.

"You're going to need a Benadryl, you know," she said to me softly.

"No, Mom! I'm fine!" I snapped back.

Every Christmas, it was already known well in advance what I was asking for that year. And every year I got the same response.

"You can't get a puppy if you can breathe around it," my parents would tell me.

"I'll get used to it!" I kept trying to persuade them.

Christmas came and went and every year I'd end up with a different variation of a "puppy". The first few years were stuffed animals. One of them was so big that he was as long as the width of my bed. As years went by, the dog gifts turned into interactive games where I could "buy" my own puppy and take care of them in my own little virtual world. This was supposed to keep me satisfied and fill the puppy void.

When Christmastime came around in the eighth grade, I remember–yet again–reminding my mom just how much I wanted a puppy. This year, she actually entertained the idea.

"Hypo-allergenic puppies are a thing, you know?" she said to me as we sat in our living room, googling all the different types of puppies that I wouldn't be allergic to. Even though she entertained the idea, I could tell that she was nowhere near serious about actually getting a family dog.

I somehow convinced her to go to the puppy store "just to look" at what they had. I walked in and saw rows and rows of sweet little puppies through little glass windows, all bunched together. We immediately went into the play center, where the store worker brought us all the puppies that we stopped to look at one by one.

I remember having two teeny-tiny little dogs in both my hands as I heard from around the corner, "Katherine, LOOK!"

As I looked up, I saw my Mom at the glass of one of the dog pens, pointing to the cutest little brown ball of fluff.

"This is the same exact breed we saw online!" she squealed.

Before I knew it, we were both sitting on the floor of the playpen with the cute little brown ball of a puppy. He was nothing but pure energy and spunk. Every couple of minutes, we found ourselves giggling over something funny or clumsy that he did. I knew at that exact moment that I was absolutely in love with this little thing and that I would need to do some major convincing if I really wanted to bring him home.

After several minutes of unsuccessful persuading, I sat on the floor of the puppy store in tears. I was completely defeated and knew that nothing I said would change my mom's mind.

"I just don't know if we can handle having a puppy right now," she kept telling me. "It's a really big commitment."

As I got into the car, the tears came rushing down my face. "He's just so perfect," I kept repeating.

Needless to say, by the time we got back home, there was already deposit down on the cute little ball of brown fluff that we both aimlessly fell in love with.

Eight years later, the little brown ball of fluff isn't so little anymore. In fact, he's not even brown. His body is now covered with tan and white little spiral curls. On his ears are the remnants of what we knew as the little brown dog.

I am endlessly grateful for the day that we took a trip to a puppy store "just to look". It gave me my best friend and a million happy memories with the dog that I have always dreamed of.

Report this Content
This article has not been reviewed by Odyssey HQ and solely reflects the ideas and opinions of the creator.
the beatles
Wikipedia Commons

For as long as I can remember, I have been listening to The Beatles. Every year, my mom would appropriately blast “Birthday” on anyone’s birthday. I knew all of the words to “Back In The U.S.S.R” by the time I was 5 (Even though I had no idea what or where the U.S.S.R was). I grew up with John, Paul, George, and Ringo instead Justin, JC, Joey, Chris and Lance (I had to google N*SYNC to remember their names). The highlight of my short life was Paul McCartney in concert twice. I’m not someone to “fangirl” but those days I fangirled hard. The music of The Beatles has gotten me through everything. Their songs have brought me more joy, peace, and comfort. I can listen to them in any situation and find what I need. Here are the best lyrics from The Beatles for every and any occasion.

Keep Reading...Show less
Being Invisible The Best Super Power

The best superpower ever? Being invisible of course. Imagine just being able to go from seen to unseen on a dime. Who wouldn't want to have the opportunity to be invisible? Superman and Batman have nothing on being invisible with their superhero abilities. Here are some things that you could do while being invisible, because being invisible can benefit your social life too.

Keep Reading...Show less

19 Lessons I'll Never Forget from Growing Up In a Small Town

There have been many lessons learned.

houses under green sky
Photo by Alev Takil on Unsplash

Small towns certainly have their pros and cons. Many people who grow up in small towns find themselves counting the days until they get to escape their roots and plant new ones in bigger, "better" places. And that's fine. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought those same thoughts before too. We all have, but they say it's important to remember where you came from. When I think about where I come from, I can't help having an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for my roots. Being from a small town has taught me so many important lessons that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.

Keep Reading...Show less
​a woman sitting at a table having a coffee

I can't say "thank you" enough to express how grateful I am for you coming into my life. You have made such a huge impact on my life. I would not be the person I am today without you and I know that you will keep inspiring me to become an even better version of myself.

Keep Reading...Show less
Student Life

Waitlisted for a College Class? Here's What to Do!

Dealing with the inevitable realities of college life.

college students waiting in a long line in the hallway

Course registration at college can be a big hassle and is almost never talked about. Classes you want to take fill up before you get a chance to register. You might change your mind about a class you want to take and must struggle to find another class to fit in the same time period. You also have to make sure no classes clash by time. Like I said, it's a big hassle.

This semester, I was waitlisted for two classes. Most people in this situation, especially first years, freak out because they don't know what to do. Here is what you should do when this happens.

Keep Reading...Show less

Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Facebook Comments