Tans’s Dog Day Anniversary Was Yesterday

I don’t have much time to write this, but I figured I would try.

Yesterday marks the anniversary of when I got Tansy. Can anyone else believe that’s possible? The only way I know for sure is that dates don’t lie. She came into my room in her maniacal fashion, and I pretty much fell in love right away. I remember telling Steve “She’s a maniac, but she’s adorable.” He could not grasp how these fit together. He soon learned.

We’ve had quite the year. Although I had routes I knew well, which she picked up like nothing, we’ve had to learn parts of Kitchener together. We took many greyhound buses and a few planes. She’s been to 2 conferences far away and one close to home. She’s met Trix, and convinced her that she’s not some kind of possessed demon hound. We’ve been to several concerts and comedy shows. We’ve had to convince her that jumping on people is not ok, and although every now and then she loses it, I’m not constantly afraid of what her next move will be.

And of course, she had to deal with her first winter, which was a feat. Although I know it’s not quite over yet, I think there is light at the end of the tunnel. At least that’s what I tell myself.

So Tans, you survived your first year. Here’s to many many more.