Becky is a rescue dog. She was discovered running down the middle of a busy street by my daughter. We looked for her family to no avail. I had recently lost the love of my life greyhound Chang. So, it was just me and Audrey, my black lab Border collie mix, who was being left alone a lot while I worked. I wasn’t really looking for another dog , but I was open to it, for Audrey’s sake mainly.
She commanded me to rescue her. She was sitting up straight when I first met her. She had a very serious look on her face, as she studied me. Once she had assessed me, she gazed right into my eyes and cocked her head to one side, as if to say, “Okay, let’s go”. That small gesture completely stole my heart. I took her home.
Becky is a black and white short haired mixed breed weighing in at 45 pounds. It looks like she is wearing a tuxedo with white socks. Her happy inquisitive face is decorated by a distinct large white bone right down the middle of her snout, with one brown eye and one husky-like sky blue eye that draws you into her joyful soul.
She appears to be a mix of black lab and boxer or pit bull. She’s one of the friendliest and most loving, affectionate dogs I’ve ever met. In fact, it was love at first sight for us. We were instant soul mates .
She has an uncanny ability to “read” me. She is tuned into me, my emotions, what is going on. She knows what’s happening next just by observing my behavior. In the morning when I get out of bed, she runs to the back door to be let out for her morning potty break. In the evening, when I get up to turn off the TV, that’s her cue to get up from her designated spot on the floor near me. She waits while I turn off the TV. Then she walks ahead of me to the bedroom. She is respectful and never rushes me or pushes ahead. She waits and follows me.
A True Companion
In the morning, when I leave for work, she assumes her position in “her room” (aka- the guest room), and jumps up onto the bed to settle in and wait for me to come home.
When I return from a long day at work, she enthusiastically greets me at the garage door with a wagging tail and lots of kisses. Immediately she ushers me to the back door to go outside for her potty break.
Before we go to sleep at night she jumps up on to my bed for our goodnight cuddle session. (Becky is a “cuddle addict”.) There is nothing she loves more than belly rubs which she surrenders to completely. When we’re done with cuddles and belly rubs, she jumps down to her bed on the floor and we go to sleep.
Becky is the epitome of a loyal and loving companion. I call her my “Velcro” dog, because wherever I go she follows. She is my shadow.
Becky’s love is unconditional. She never asks where I’ve been when I come home late. She’s just happy to see me. If I’m late feeding her, she doesn’t complain. She’s just grateful for her meal and heartily chomps it down. When I’m sad, she climbs in my lap and licks my tears and sadness away. If I’m sick, she lies next to me to let me know she’s there to heal me with her unconditional love.
Ready, Get Set, Go
Always ready to play, Becky loves catching the ball, wrestling, tug-o-war, hide-n-seek and barking at the dog next door. Becky adores dancing with me to happy music. She follows my lead, tail wagging, eyes laughing, and face smiling with tongue hanging out in unabashed joy.
Guard at the Door
Becky takes her job as watch dog seriously She has an unmistakable fierce growl and deep bark which she uses to alert me of any possible unwelcome intruders.
She’s a wonderful companion. If I’m sitting on the couch or at my desk, she’ll put her nose under my hand to gently remind me that she is there and just needs a little love and attention. Otherwise, she’s usually content to curl up on the floor at my feet.
Becky is my dear, sweet soul friend, beyond any human connections or what any words could express. I have human friends I love dearly, but, Becky has shown me what unconditional love is. She gives me joy and purpose just by being in my life. I feel privileged to be her guardian. Because of Becky I am a better human being.
I love my dog Becky.
Sage Boyd ©2017