The reality is, at six years old, Cody is now over the hill. And the truth is, it's starting to show. He's no longer the bouncy puppy I brought home with me. He's calmer, more patient, and less likely to play for hours. He's happier snuggling on the sofa than running with other dogs, and it's hard knowing that he won't be in my life forever. Although, I suppose I shouldn't waste our present by worrying about our future, so let me tell you a little about my Cody-bug.
Cody is the first thing I want to see when I wake up. He comforts me when I sleep at night. His snuggles and his kisses can make my worst headaches go away.
A day without Cody leaves me anxious and angry. A trip without him just isn't something I choose to do. I want him around as much as possible.
When I got Cody, I'd just gone 4 years without a dog around. I knew I wanted one, but I had no idea the impact this boy would have on my life. He's given my life direction and meaning in ways I didn't even know were possible.
Here's the thing; I know my relationship with Cody probably isn't the healthiest. It's a little co-dependent, and I should probably try to ease up a bit. But you know what? I don't care. I have so many things to worry about in life. I have so many things that stress me out or leave me unhappy. Cody makes me happy. Even when he does something bad, he makes me happy. Why would I ever even think about easing up on that. I love my little birthday bud, and that will always be the case.
Today we celebrated by having a birthday party for him at the kennel. It was his first birthday party, and it was a ton of fun. Cody's tired and sleeping soundly, and Lollie is right by his side. It was a good day.
Thank you, Cody for coming into my life and being so wonderful. And thank you to Hans for putting up with and humoring my attachment.
|My sweet boy with cake and presents.|