Finding that perfect little ball of fluff to take home must feel like the greatest joy in the world. And it is! 🙂 But, there are a few things I’d like to bring to your attention before you drown in a river of excitement.
If you look at that teeny-tiny-drooling-marshmallow in your arms, it might seem like he’s as cute as a teensy button. But it isn’t for long. You cannot possibly imagine how something so small can eat SO MUCH, and more importantly POOP SO FRIGGIN’ MUCH! So get a shovel and be prepared. They go from marshmallow to giant beast in months!
Do you fantasise about those dreamy walks you long to take with your pupper? Well, they’re all gonna come true. Except you’ll be doing it about a million times a day ‘cuz he is always gonna need a wee.
How soft is his shiny mane? Don’t you just wanna cuddle up against that cozy fur? Well, you can do a lot of that ‘cuz it’s going to fill up your house. You don’t even want to know how much worse it can get in shedding season.
The kisses you love now will soon turn you into a slobbery pile of mush. YUP. Imagine getting slobber over your prom dress. Ain’t so pretty, is it?
The jumping up and down to welcome you home soon turns from cute to traumatic when he shoves you to the ground with one little hug. 😀 They’re almost ALWAYS excited.
If you’re eating and he’s not, you’re going to have to make it through a lot of begging. A LOT.
If you’re overwhelmed already, what will you do when you get to bath time? Shampoo everywhere. Wet dog hair everywhere. Your house is now your pupper’s pool partaaay! He will give you a bath before you’re done with his.
So yeah, getting a dog = a lot of work. But there’s something else you should know. He will be the best thing that ever happened to you. He will make your make your life so amazing that the amount of work won’t seem like much. Because you just found yourself a best friend. 🙂
Here’s a picture of my adorable, little munchkin.
He’s not very little anymore, but he is still just as adorable. 🙂
It is the first and foremost thing we judge everything around us by. If you met someone by a name that was long enough to be it’s own sentence, wouldn’t that catch your attention? I am Abirami Vellingiri Thirunavukkarasu. There. Say it without taking a breath in between. I dare you. Doesn’t knowing my full name change anything? Doesn’t it somehow change the way you look at me?
Abirami is a Hindu Goddess. My father being the religious man he is, obviously named me after a deity. My name speaks of my background, my roots. So you are indeed right to judge me by my name.
I still remember the days I spent, tormenting myself over what I would name my new puppy. After weeks of lists and agonising over various spellings, I landed on Dobby. I’ve always loved Dobby from Harry Potter and I decided I wanted my own little Dobby. But, as soon as I met my little pupper I knew that the name wasn’t right. He wasn’t that sweet, sad little elf. He was a happy, energetic, feisty little furball. And so he became Leo. I know that it’s a generic name for a labrador. But whenever I hear the name, my heart immediately feels fuller, I can feel the joy spread through my very bones. Names sometimes acquire meanings because of what they represent.
There’s a lot in a name.
I started this blog as a teenage misfit. Teenblogzz seemed like an appropriate name at the time. Over time, I have grown out of it. Since a name means so much I decided that it was time I made a change. That is why, now, at the top of your browser it says “obsessivewriting.wordpress.com” instead of “teenblogzz.wordpress.com”.
Its a weird choice of word, “Obsessive”. Weird just like me. That is how I truly look at writing. It’s something I have to do. Maybe it’s for self satisfaction, or maybe it’s my only outlet. Whatever the reason, it’s always been my obsession.