I’m addicted to my dog. It could be worse, right?! It could be drugs, alcohol, shopping…but nope. I’m addicted to Wynston. But I say that loosely. It’s not by any means an unhealthy addiction – I simply cannot imagine living my days without my little boy.
I’m addicted to my dog!
Wynston is the reason I’m a full time pet blogger. He’s the reason I left my 9-5 job to pursue my dreams. Wynston is the reason that I have the friends that I do. He’s the reason I talk to random people in public. He’s the reason I’m writing a book and speaking at the BlogPaws conference this year.
I prefer to be at home with my dogs, which is why I work from home as a blogger! When I’m out, even if it’s for a couple of hours running errands, I’m thinking about Wynston. “What’s he doing? What should we do when I get home? I wonder what toys he’ll want to play with later.”
Wynston makes everything more fun. Going to PetSmart, taking road trips, going on walks, taking hikes. If I can take Wynston, it brings my activities to a whole new level of fun. If we’re traveling to Payson or California, taking my dogs is what makes it all so enjoyable. I love taking them to experience new things and go new places. Honestly, I wouldn’t do half of what I do if it weren’t for Wynston.
And I have no shame.
I can’t sleep without Wynston. If he’s not next to me – forget it. It’s like a kid sleeping with their favorite blanket or teddy bear. Some people can’t sleep without their spouse, but not me. Forget Matt, I need Wyn!!!! (I’d like to say I’m joking, but I’m not!)
I love celebrating the holidays. Most people know that I’m obsessed with Christmas. Since I don’t have human children, part of the Christmas fun for me is getting presents for my dogs! I love picking out toys and treats for my babies every year. I fill their stockings and put presents under the tree for them. And yes, I’m that crazy pet parent that takes their dogs to see Santa and the Easter bunny.
Dogs are the best because they don’t judge us. When I’m at my worst, Wynston is there for me. I’ve been going through some very difficult times recently with my stepdad’s cancer diagnosis, and Wynston is the best therapist. Even though I’ve been crying almost every single day, Wynston still loves me. He cuddles with me, plays with me and lounges around with me if I don’t feel like doing anything. Although sometimes I feel like a horrible mom when I go through random bouts of depression, to Wynston, I’m the best person on this Earth. And for that, I appreciate him more than he knows.
Matt and I are getting married on 12/29/16. My ring bearer? Wynston of course! Khloee and McKenzie Rae are my flower girls. Dog obsession = can’t have a wedding without my dogs! The day I walk down the aisle, when I see Wynston there sitting in his little ring bearer suit, I’m going to totally cry! Sorry Matt 😉
I’m addicted to my dog. Some days, Wynston is the only reason I want to get out of bed. He gets me up and moving. Sometimes Wynston is the only reason I go outside to get fresh air. I owe so much to him for being the brightest light in my life.
I’m addicted to my dog, but in a totally loving, non-creepy way. Do you feel the same about any of your pets?