I will start from the very beginning. I live in Chicago and my oldest brother lives in Florida. My father was in Florida visiting my brother when one day my brothers oldest friend, G, invited my father and my brothers family over for dinner. Upon entering the residence my father saw G's dogs running around the house. My family are all animal lovers, dogs especially lol. so my father was instantly enthralled by the beautiful Maltese and poodle mixes playing around him. when G's daughter signaled to my father to follow her to a back room he was surprised to see an adorable litter of puppies, being the animal lover he is he picked up the smallest and whitest puppy he could find. G's wife came over and said "she's yours! your son can take her with him the next time he visits you."
In shock my father gratefully turned down the generous gift because unfortunately he is on disability and my family is not on the best financial terms. So although adorable a puppy is a big responsibility not only financially but physically.
When my father called me and told me how he was offered the puppy and turned her down due to financial restrictions I was instantly determined to do whatever it takes to get my father and my family this puppy. I went downstairs and my middle brother and I started operation ACQUIRE PUPPY! :)
At that time we were both working (i'm unemployed now :( ) so we knew financially we could make this work if we all put in our parts. I found a low income spay and neuter clinic, http://www.pawschicago.org/our-work/spayneuter/lurie-spayneuter-clinic/
who were amazingly priced, clean, friendly and very informative.
Fast forward to a couple days before my brother is driving down to visit, my dad is back in Chicago and he is still insisting we can not afford this puppy. thats one thing I want who ever reads to understand my dad loves dogs but also loves paying bills which we do barely every month LBS.
So when he was fighting me and my brother on getting this dog he was only doing so for the financial benefit of all of us, which i completely understood. on the other hand my Dad is almost sixty, diabetic, high blood-pressure and also a very high anxiety issue (Thanks Dad, I inherited that :/ )
So I knew this puppy would help ease my dads anxiety and almost act as a therapy dog for him and me lol It had been over ten years since our last dog (RIP) So this was a touchy subject for all of us.
Now it is the day before my brother is coming to visit and my brother and I take it upon ourselves and head on over to Petsmart :) we get all the things we need for our little bundle of joy, because in my head how can you say now if I come home with a cage and a pink tutu, I mean come on lol
My fathers sees all of this and goes into full anxiety attack. "we cant afford a puppy and Blah, Blah Blaaaahhhh." I start to explain to him my brothers and I plan for food, vet care, potty training everything! he eased a little but was still unsure.
THE DAY OF! Ok so at this point my brother is on his way and my father is still not ok with this puppy coming home but I was all for it! My brother pulls into our garage but before he can park the window rolls down and his wife hands me this little ball of marshmallow glitter love! AKA the puppy lol
It was love at first site! she was four months old and my soulmate! My Dad walks over to me and grabs her and I knew he felt the same way. At that moment I knew she was her to stay. Sorry for the long speech of how she came to be our love but it felt like years of disputing to me so I thought I would share the struggle before the rainbow. lol
Her name is Mica, marshmallow to my fluff and the Beyonce to my Jay-Z. LMAO
She is now nine months and absolutely amazing. The smartest, loving, protective and craziest puppy I have ever had and I would not change one thing! ( for those with rude comments we take VERY good care of her and I would rather not care for myself before I let anything bad happen to her.)
I hope whoever reads this enjoys this story and is willing to read my journey of training, tricks, potty time, feeding, clothes and more!
-Anais
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| My father and Mica the week she become a part of the family! |
