How we got Cookie starts with a little bit of a sad story.
I lost my sister to cancer in June 2014, almost 2 months after I got married. She had been battling cancer for several years when she lost her fight. After she passed, I lost my way and felt like a part of me was missing. My husband tried everything to help me out, but nothing worked. I tried everything from therapy to group supports, and although it did help for a while, as soon as the sessions would end, I would go back to being depressed. It wasn’t easy for my husband, especially since we were Newlyweds so this was supposed to be one of the best times of our lives, but it was the exact opposite.
When a friend was looking for a dog sitter for one week, my husband volunteered thinking it was just what I needed.
He immediately saw a change in me; I was happier, more outgoing, laughing and smiling again. We always figured we would get a dog eventually, but we never thought it would be while we were living in our condo. Seeing as how having a dog around was getting me out of my “funk”, we figured it was just what we needed. So we started our search for what would be the newest member of our little family. After several months of searching and looking at different breeders, we finally found THE ONE. As soon as we walked in, my husband spotted Cookie right away and the rest is pretty much history.
That first night we both slept in the living room with him so he wouldn’t be alone (the things we do for the ones we love!). He must have cried all night and I think I only got about two hours of sleep that night before I had to leave for work. I must have sent the girl at M.Q. Bulldogs (the breeder from which we got Cookie) at least 20 messages at the beginning. To say that the first few weeks were a challenge is an understatement. It was a huge adjustment period for everyone. No more going out after work, it was straight home to take care of the puppy. Making sure he was eating regularly (poor thing was so stressed at the beginning he had a hard time keeping anything down), finding ways to keep him busy and not hurt himself while we were at work during the day. Once we found our routine, things were great!
My husband jokes and says that Cookie saved me, but honestly I think he’s right. He has brought so much happiness and love into my life. I feel like I’m actually living again. I still feel like a part of me is missing with my sister’s passing and that’s something that I think will always be there, but having Cookie has made the pain of losing her much more bearable.