|Addie, the Treeing Walker Coonhound|
I always knew I would own a dog, I just never thought it would be this soon in life. I grew up with multiple pets, but always could rely on my family — there were no vet bills and I didn’t need to get home at a reasonable time to walk the dogs. So when my boyfriend said we should adopt a dog, I hesitated, to say the least. With busy schedules and a small apartment in Jersey City, it just didn’t seem realistic. But that was before I met Addie.
The first moment we saw Addie (then named Fluffy) was at a rest stop in Fairfield, CT at about 4 am. The story gets even better when I add that she arrived in a commercial van that began its journey in Tennessee. I promise the reality of the situation was not nearly as sketchy as it sounds. Addie was one of eight Treeing Walker Coonhound mix puppies being fostered by a family there. We found her adoption profile on Petfinder.com, and of course that included an irresistibly adorable picture. Her giant ears and droopy eyes said, “Please bring me home.” And so we did.
That’s how I became a person whose daily vocabulary includes the phrases “doggie daycare” and “Treeing Walker Coonhound.” And now I can’t imagine my life any differently. I think Daniel Kanter of Manhattan Nest said it best when he spoke of his adopted Pit bull, Mekko, “But mostly, she’s the thing that turned us from a fledgling couple trying to figure it all out into a family. And that makes me really, really happy.” This is exactly how I feel about Addie.
My boyfriend and I are more “boring” now that we have a dog, and yes, we speak to her in an octave so high it rivals that of operatic sopranos. But Addie has also taught us to slow down and recognize the value in what the three of us have. I know what you’re thinking, “Can I have some wine with that cheese?”
There are countless examples of what makes Addie special. One involves a lone mile-long journey she made to doggie daycare (thank goodness for doggie daycare!), but perhaps we’ll save that story for some other time. The true examples of what make Addie so special are moments that I’m sure other pet owners are familiar with: her unfailing joy when I come home each day, and the way she cozies up to me when she hears sadness in my voice, to name a few.
I am forever grateful for Addie, and just as grateful to my boyfriend, because when I resisted his push for a dog, he persisted. In return, he likes to remind both Addie and me of my doubts, and he’s convinced she loves him more because of those doubts. That may very well be true and I’m okay with it, because in Addie’s eyes, second place is good enough for me.
|Ashley and Addie at Morris Canal Park in Jersey City|
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