April 27th, 2015 I was blessed to have my very own Angel fall into my care (didn't know it then, was just bewildered why I burst into tears the moment I laid eyes on him lol) He came into my life on the heels of a miscarriage, trapped in a 9 year long abusive relationship, tired and ready to give up he gave me a breath of life, a reason to keep going. Our bond was undeniable, from a baby he's never been far from my side. Not everyone liked this, but I just didn't care. He was mine, I needed him and he needed me. He has saved my life time and time again; at 6 months old he saved me in the middle of a very violent physical attack, fought to get my exes hands off my neck. I had my first inclination of just how special this pup was.
Fast forward to 2016, when finally getting the courage to leave, with support from my family I went back to get my Daughter, Son, and Fur Son. With the chaos that was ensuing that day trying to get my children away from the evil place. The way the chips fell I walked away with only my Daughter and pup. The only time he never tried to run.. my skinny sad pup slinked out of the house and straight to Me, his eyes begging please save me. I look back on pictures from that time and its so sad. He clearly wasn't fed for the 4 days I was away, skinny and tired. I can't imagine what my ex put him through the days I was gone.
A lot has happened in between the psychological control my ex had over me for so long had spread over to my daughter and I have been without my Baby girl for a year and a half. My son as of recent has become victim to the control and so sadly I have lost him too. Everyday is a struggle. Living with PTSD anxiety and depression is a hard way to live, but it's what my path is to be at the moment. Some days are good. Some days are a nightmare, but my Angelo… he never gives up on me. He's my reason to get up everyday.
Recently, we were playing and running in the house, laughing and barking. I somehow ended up on the kitchen floor playing with him and became overwhelmed. On my knees, tears streaming unstoppably I started begging God to give me my Children back, to please keep them safe during this time apart, and to please not let them forget their mothers love...my sweet Angel pup put himself into my arms and started licking the tears away as they fell. So much love in that moment, I couldn't help but smile and hug him tighter. Dogs are never just dogs… they are man's best friend for a reason. My sweet Guardian Angelo I am forever grateful to have you by my side.