My 4 legged children 🐾🐾 part 2

Dogs.....well what can I say

PURE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE ❤ AND THEY BREAK YOUR HEART.

Part 2.

So after Charlie died I said never again. I'm not having another dog. I don't want my heart broken again.

In October 2014 I was posted to Cyprus. This was going to be a fresh start, a new me, new determination, ambition, goals, feelings and so much more.

Unfortunately my mental health slipped, things were not right with me yet I wasn't sure what was happening.

In time I was diagnosed with depression and PTSD. I was disgusted with myself, I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach and it secured/installed in me that I had failed and was useless, weak, pathetic and unworthy.

One day on BFBS radio they talked about dogs helping people who suffered with depression and PTSD and I told my husband.

His first reaction was NO....

We had seen so much in cyprus with lost dogs, dogs dead on the side of the road, abandoned dogs. It was heart breaking.

In time though we thought ok we will look. We looked at the local kennels but we just couldnt find the right dog. We had decided if we were doing this we would get a puppy so we can train him.  However searching for a dog to buy in cyprus was difficult they dont sell them as such.

After spending hours everyday searching I found a webpage showing some puppies that needed a home and it was local. I showed my husband pictures and again I said well let's go have a look........ha ha ha it doesnt end by just looking does it 😂😂

We drove to the house got to the front garden and there they were, so many puppies, brothers and sisters. A Russian lady was trying to find homes for them. The puppies were all fighting between themselves apart from one. This little fluffy pup came out of the craziness walked around the tree. He sat looked at us and tilted his head.....mick look I said, him he has to come home with us. Please he is gorgeous. He knows I need him, he knows I need that gaping hole in me filled with that unconditional love again.

This puppy wasn't going to replace Charlie he was going to join us and our family.

We drove home via a local shop called Jumbos to get him the basics after giving the Russain lady 2 euro which was a tradition thing she said. He was home BOBBY we called him (after Sir Bobby Robson, Newcastle Fans😂), covered in ring worm he needed a vet asap so took him the next day. My boy, my boy was home and bloody cute if i do say so myself.❤🐕🐾🐾

After the vets and getting him sorted this boy was a miracle, he loved being off the lead, recall was amazing, he loved his cuddles, climbed into bed with us, sat outside the kids door in the morning waiting to go and wake them up. He brightened our life, he is funny, caring, loving, gorgeous. He is our baby boy in the family. 

I was returned to the UK in 2016 in order to get fixed under the Personal Recovery Unit. We moved into our own first home and bobby was with us after his flight back from cyprus. 

In 2016 I was hitting rock bottom before I reached hospital for my mental illness, I use to go and sit on the cliff edge on a walk lost, alone, hurting, dead inside, numb, black. My career uncertain, waiting to have my hip broken and fixed due to hip dysplasia. I was scared, sad, and angry.

I always took Bobby with me on these walks and when I wanted to end my life, jump, run away I couldn't. I would sit look at him and he would make me feel love, alive, ok and that it was ok not to be ok. He got me through another day. I could tell him everything, cry to him without judgement and in a way I would talk myself out of ending the pain. 

Also I couldn't hurt myself as I could never think of him ending up like Charlie trying to get himself home alone without me. I didnt want to cause him any pain. My Bobby Boy I love you. Thank you.

To this day Bobby now 5 years old is a massive part of our family and continues to melt our hearts. He climbs into bed at 5am to snuggle up. He snuggles on the couch with you until 9PM when we laugh cause he takes himself off up the stairs to bed like a little old man. He loves laying in the sun, fights with us when we play and wind him up, barks at the postman and he has little man syndrome with other dogs 😂. He goes and sits next to his treat box looks at us and hits the top with his paw 😂🐾🐾 super cute and funny because we go and check his bowl and if he hasn't eaten his tea he doesn't get a treat - honestly he is our third child.😂

If I was to lay in bed all day he would be there,  if I was to walk all day he would walk. He is our 4 legged child that brings so much joy, laughter and happiness into our house and he supports us all during difficult times.

Pictures

1. Bobby sunbathing 

2. Cuddles with his mummy

3. In bed refusing to get up

4. Bobby taking himself to bed.

Every birthday he gets a cake. He gets christmas presents and when he gets his cuddly toys with a squeak in, let me just tell you they last five minutes and my floor is covered in stuffing as he tries to retrieve the squeak. He is one spoilt little boy, but a boy that is our child, he is a member of our family, he is more than just a dog, he is my unconditional love that gives me honestly, integrity, loyalty and HE SAVED MY LIFE 🐕🐾🐾❤

I love you BOBBY Boy, Thank You xx