šMy Soul Dogš
I honestly never imagined that a dog could represent my soul as much as this one does. Iāve had this little miniature chiweenie for almost 7 years now. You can see how small she was when I got her at just 6 weeks. Sheās depended on me since then and now I find myself depending on her. Unfortunately as her face whitens and she becomes slower, I find myself truly dreading her leaving my presence. She can make a face, a gesture, and even act a certain way and I can tell you what she wants or what she needs.
For example: I know she loves other animals. This includes puppies, cats, etc. One time at the vetās office, I had her on the leash at my feet. She looks up and sees another man holding their lab puppy. My dog, Millie, notices the puppy. She immediately starts trying to jump on my legs, whines, and looks right up at me. I look to the man and I just say, oh umm she wants to see your puppy, can she? He puts his puppy down and Millie sniffs the puppy and wags her tail so fast.
That probably sounds very silly, but I just know that I will be devastated when itās her time to go. For me, there will never be another Millie like her. ā¤ļø
