Whiskey: warm and comforting, a safety net helps me to never be alone. I can always rely on Whiskey. Without a doubt Whiskey will always be there. Relaxing me when I need it, and comes with a bite to keep me safe. My 3 year old Skye Terrier Whiskey Lullaby is my best friend. Whiskey, with his white and grey long hair coat and signature large ears, is always able to make me laugh. With his warm, brown, eyes he is capable of making me feel as if someone actual gets what is going on in my life. Curling up with me when I am sad or sick lets me know that he really does love me. Whiskey was given to me after a tragedy in my life and he was been with me through several more. He is someone that I can count on to always be there when I need, and always listen without judgment (and that's not only because he can't talk back). Last year (my freshman year) I lived on campus and had to leave him at home. It was difficult for both of us. I was born and raised
on a ranch, so I have always had animals with me basically at all times. Occasionally when I called home last year, my mom would put him the phone next to his ear while I talked to him. She said that he would immediatly roll over on to his back. This is something he has done since I got him. He rolls onto his back and looks at you like come on you know what I want. And we do. What he wants is a belly rub. It is his weakness. If I playing tug-a-war with him and feel like cheating all I have to do is start to pet his stomach and he stops what he is doing and rolls over. That is also one of the first things he will do when I get home from class. It's like he is saying, you left me alone all day, you owe me. I was grateful to be able to have him with me this year. It has made things better for both of us. Last year, he lost weight (making him underweight) and sulked around. This year my mom says that when I come home with him with me, he seems happier and so do I. I've spent a lot of time alone this year with living off campus that I don't know how things would have gone without him being here. I love my Whiskey; he really is a girl's best friend.
on a ranch, so I have always had animals with me basically at all times. Occasionally when I called home last year, my mom would put him the phone next to his ear while I talked to him. She said that he would immediatly roll over on to his back. This is something he has done since I got him. He rolls onto his back and looks at you like come on you know what I want. And we do. What he wants is a belly rub. It is his weakness. If I playing tug-a-war with him and feel like cheating all I have to do is start to pet his stomach and he stops what he is doing and rolls over. That is also one of the first things he will do when I get home from class. It's like he is saying, you left me alone all day, you owe me. I was grateful to be able to have him with me this year. It has made things better for both of us. Last year, he lost weight (making him underweight) and sulked around. This year my mom says that when I come home with him with me, he seems happier and so do I. I've spent a lot of time alone this year with living off campus that I don't know how things would have gone without him being here. I love my Whiskey; he really is a girl's best friend. 
When I started reading this essay I was debating whether I would comment that you needed to lay off the alcohol cause you were far too dependent on whiskey. I am so glad you turned it around though! It made for a cute story.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Harper. At first I thought this was going to be a dperessing blog, but you surprised me. I want a dog too. It has actually become one of my top priorities. My roomate is never home and, at times, it gets a little lonely.
ReplyDeleteHa I love this blog!!! I thought it was going to be about alcohol and then it was about a dog! I love dogs even more than drinking. Terriers are the best.
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