Daisy is a boss. If you haven’t figured it out by now, that would be my one and a half year old dog. I’m about to tell you a true story…here we go:
Back in 2014 my life was in shambles. Completely an utter mess. It was one of those times in life where you go to sleep one night and the next day you can’t bring yourself to get out of bed. The type of time where you don’t want to talk, you don’t want to think, you even don’t want to get up and take a shower (yes, I was in deep). I had been experiencing this for months as I watched March quickly swing around the corner. One day I encountered a girl who was talking about how much her dog helps her when she feels down. I immediately thought, “Well golly, I need to get myself a dog”. I searched and searched for puppies. I was in Petland almost every single day just playing with the puppies. I finally came across this young man who was selling the puppies on Craigslist (sounds sketch but it really wasn’t bad). The price was good so my mom and I went to go and get a puppy. Once I got there, there were two little puppies sitting in a cage, one brown and one black. He looked at me and said I could choose. (Now here I am about to make a life altering decision and he says “just choose?!” Preposterous!) Obviously, I picked the black one because my hair is black. It only made sense. The young man and my mom were talking as I picked up the black one and before we left he stopped us and said, “I want to pray for you before you go”. I’m thinking “okay, that’s cool, I’m down for an extra prayer.” He then proceeds to pray exactly what I needed to hear that day, “God is in control”. I left pretty amazed at the fact that he didn’t even know we were believers and had no idea what I was going through. Right then, I knew that God had set up a Divine Appointment. The young man also lowered the price $50. I was definitely in the right place.
I had a hard time deciding her name. I wanted her to have a flower name, like mine, and the only name that I could think of that I liked was Lily. BUT…I wanted to name my child Lily so that didn’t work out. (And now I can’t even name my child Lily because my lovely cousin took that name for her child!…love the child but not so much the cousin…wink wink).
Immediately I began to notice that the ONLY reason I would get out of bed in the morning was to take Daisy out. And once I took her out, usually, I’d stay out of bed for a while. I’d watch her jump around and fling toys across the room. That never failed to bring a smile to my face. It was nice to be sitting in a room and then hear little footsteps coming from around the corner. ALL she wanted to do was love on me, which most dogs do and because of her, my days saw a lot more smiles than they did before.
Daisy is older now and knows how to get away with things and then looks at me as if she’s done nothing wrong even though she knows she did. Daisy and I spend a lot of our time together. Playing with and throwing toys, watching TV, listening to music, bothering my mom and sister, sharing food, and showering (yes, I actually shower now a days even though I wish I could just press a button and be clean instead of having to actually get in the shower). She was the pep in my step that helped me start to put my life together again. To this day we are inseparable. Most people that meet her tell me she is a nutcase then proceed to tell me that dog’s take after their owners. I’ll take it as a compliment. There you have it, that is the story behind the name…welcome my dear friends, to Rose and Pup. 🙂