Many of my adventures consist of a creature that is like no other. One that follows me, leads me, likes me,loves me, and listens to me. Okay, okay, it’s not really a creature per say…Its my Pooch! Throughout this entry, you will learn the story of my pup Titan who plays a huge role in my life! So into the mystic life of Titan…
Searching for a new companion is tough. Especially within a few months after having your best friend laid to rest due to kidney failure (RIP Dannyboy). A seemingly emptiness overwhelms you when you lose a dog… So, after I mourned Danny, I began the search for a new bestfriend to fill that emptiness and grow older with.
After searching over several months throughout every shelter house in the southern half of Indiana, I found a puppy who immediately caught my eye.
I decided that I had to have him!
Titan was born sometime around August of 2012 to a family who didn’t expect not want and puppies.
He was dropped at a shelter about 45 minutes from my home. Where he was held until he was 8 weeks of age. I made an appointment to meet him immediately.
After some time of play and meet and greet I knew he was coming home with me. He was the softer and fluffier than I ever could have imagined! He also had that little bit of feisty, “I do what I want” attitude I was looking for! I rescued that little guy without a second thought. He belonged with me!
Titan has always had a love for trash…lots and lots of trash…
Enter sick Titan.
Sick Titan decided to get into the trash one evening a week after Thanksgiving. In this particle bag of trash were the tasty, slightly stinky remains of the turkey (see where this is going?). I came home to this ^^^ very sick pooch. Needless to say after an 8hr night of me thinking he was going to die…I took him in for a $700 emergency surgery where they found a group of stuck turkey tendons and a 6X6 piece of CANVAS! WHAT??!!! Long story short he didn’t stop there. Over the next year he got into the trash several times and I had to induce vomiting via hydrogen peroxide (works amazingly btw) and after so many times, I believe he started to wisen up!
Between the vomits, vet runs, and other unexplainable chaos, I grew to love the nitwit I adopted three years ago. He is my bestfriend and he never fails to humor me.
Well. That is Titan! He is a loving, goofy, nitwitty, mutt, but he’s mine and I know he will always have my back. Having this one always by side has helped me a lot along the way ( when I’m not home he sleeps on my clothes because he misses me….how precious!). He encourages me to get out and never leaves me lonely. I hope we have many more happy years before he crosses that rainbow bridge. Here are some more photos of my bestfriend! Hope you enjoy!