Martha’s Mom here…please bear with me and my ramblings on my dogter’s third birthday. I think anyone who writes a blog for their dog, er, helps their dog write a blog, is officially a “Crazy Dog Person”. I know *you*, dear friends and feller bloggers, will understand my thoughts and feelings about a little 15lb Boston Terrier who has taken over our home.
When Martha came to stay with us, the last thing we needed was another dog. We already had several and I was just ending my rescue days after dealing with all the assholes I could handle, er, to focus on graduating college and happenings in our lives. However, the minute my husband and I held that little bundle of worms, it was all over. Martha was here to stay and free to take over our lives.
Little did we understand the dramatic impact such a little Terriorist would have on our lives. Not only did she give me scabies, she opened up a part of myself that no dog has ever done before. Sure, I have always been a dog lover, having had dogs since the time of conception and all throughout my years. I loved dogs and they were members of the family, treated with love and respect and admiration. But they weren’t “little children in furry coats”. Martha has changed all that.
Martha has personality beyond any dog (and most humans) I have ever met. I know there will never be another Martha in this world and I am eternally grateful that she is mine! She is bossy and nosy and uber intelligent and bossy and affectionate and playful and social and bossy and just everything a dog should be. She makes us laugh and smile and talk in weird “Martha” voices and refer to her as our “dogter”.
So, on Martha’s third birthday, I wish that everyone has an opportunity to have a Martha or two in their lives. And I wish all dogs in this world have a chance to live The Life of Martha. And most of all, I wish that our days with Martha are numerous and continue to be filled with laughter.
Happy birthday, Martha!
Please enjoy some of my favorite photos from this year.
