I am celebrating five years with my little shadow, Trixie. How time flies! She came into my life through adoption from the Humane Center, having been returned three times for behavioral challenges and not liking men. As someone with trauma, I felt a strong connection and arranged to meet her after receiving an email invitation.
Initially, we had to work through many challenges, but over the years, we’ve developed a lovely, comfortable rhythm. Her well-behaved nature sometimes brings a tear to my eye when I think of how often she was returned. Sometimes all we need is a little patience and understanding in life.
In return, her role in easing my trauma cannot be overstated. As a pet, she is genuine, loyal, joyful, loving, and attentive. Her gentle yet mighty spirit always finds a way to make me laugh, even in the darkest times. We truly do not deserve dogs.
Trixie is a Poi Dog, rescued from the streets of Hawaii. I’m forever grateful to her rescuers and the Humane Society. During our first year, she experienced fall leaves for the first time and went crazy with excitement. The snow, however, didn’t have the same effect; perhaps because she grew up on a tropical island. 🏝️😝
As silly as it may seem, I play wave noises for her when she’s stressed, and she immediately relaxes. The beach remains one of her favorite places, and watching her run along the beautiful coast fills my heart.
There’s a local mall where dogs are welcome, which Trixie loves. Despite our outdoor adventures, my daughter is also a mall girlie. Long photo walks have evolved from a part of my creative journey to a way of life.
Incorporating Trixie’s excitement about what’s around the corner adds joy to the experience. Sometimes it’s an owl; other times, just a god-awful smell by a dumpster.
Trixie LOVES pup cups from the coffee stand and has an adventurous palate. She’s fond of whatever’s on my plate and particularly loves treats that are particularly stinky or crunchy.
She knows many commands, but sometimes, saying “Oh shit, I forgot my sunglasses inside” on a walk is more effective than a verbal order. We play games like hide and seek, and when she gets the zoomies, a funny scream from me encourages her even more.
When I first adopted her, Trixie was shy and nervous, often hiding under furniture. Both of us faced challenges, but understanding trauma, I knew patience was key.
Now, she is confident and the biggest cuddle monster. She has evolved from distrusting people to seeing every new person as an opportunity for pets and treats.
My world is a better place because of my sweet puppy. We’ve shared so many wonderful golden days, and I know our best days are still to come. I’m endlessly thankful for my sweet companion and the joy she brings into my life.
“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.”
― Will Rogers
