Why I’m a Dog Person

I am a dog person wholeheartedly. I have nothing against cats or people who label themselves as a“cat person,” but dogs have always had a special place in my heart. I love these animals, not just for superficial reasons like the proven health benefits, such as lowering blood pressure and reducing stress, or their adorable appearance. I love dogs for their emotional intelligence. Every breed can have unconditional love for their human companions and understand how to recognize and respond to diverse emotions in humans. Dogs are known as “man’s best friend” for a reason. I know this to be true because dogs have been a constant in my life. Over the years, my family has always had a dog in our home, but never the same breed, except for one. Despite our pets having different personalities, coats, treat preferences, mannerisms, and schedules, they all had one thing in common. They loved spending time with our family.?

My first dog growing up was a beagle named Chloe. My parents rescued her as a puppy, but she was fiercely independent and had an innate sense of adventure. If Chloe was not digging holes in the backyard or running around the culdesac, she was napping on the front steps in the sun.?

Our next dog was a yorkshire terrier named Odie. He had the personality of a grumpy 60-year-old man trapped in a ten-pound dog. Odie was protective of our family and extremely loyal, but my dad was his favorite. His personality was unique for a dog; he did not like cuddling to show love and affection unless he knew something was wrong. If I felt under the weather or had a bad at school, Odie was always there when I needed him most.?

Then, we adopted a goldendoodle named Boone. From the moment Boone became a part of our family, he was the epitome of joy. He constantly wanted to play fetch or give kisses and loved meeting new people. Unfortunately, Boone passed away at 15 months due to complications with his liver, but he was the best dog anyone could ask for, and we miss him every day.?

Now, we have another goldendoodle named Archie, and he is my best friend. He is loving, goofy, and a bit anxious sometimes, but we wouldn’t have him any other way. We are convinced that he is part human and will just start talking one day because he is aware of everything around him. Archie is always the first to greet me when I get home from college and is the last one to tell me bye as I drive away.?

I am so thankful for Archie and every dog who has been a part of my life. They are more than just pets. They are family.