My question is, is it wrong if my best friend is actually my dog? If it is, in fact, wrong I really don't want to be right….
Who knew that you would be able to find your life long best friend in someone with four legs, a runny nose, hair all over their body and of course a tail. The thing is though, is that is exactly what I found.
That's right, my best friend is my dog, a beagle to be exact.
Okay, if you must know, her name is Tia and she is 5 years old and this little girl is FILLED WITH SPUNK! SHE'S GOT PERSONALITY FOR DAYS!
This little pup honestly sometimes knows me better than I know myself. She can sense when I am about to cry or when I am having a panic attack.
SHE JUST KNOWS!
The first sign of me tearing up or going into a shock she is right there, by my side or on my lap. She will jump up and kiss my face until I either…
- Start laughing
- I can't breathe (trust me I promise she knows when to stop!)
- Until I have calmed down and have stopped crying.
To most, she might just be a little dog but to me, she is my absolute best friend.