Happy Belated Thistle Day!
Sunday marked the one-year anniversary of the day I adopted Thistle. Since she’s a rescue, I don’t know her birthday, so March 18th has been dubbed Thistle Day. While not (yet) an international holiday, it was a good reason to spend some time in her favourite park, run through her repertoire of tricks, play lots of fetch with her little squeaky toys, and of course give her a few extra of her favourite treats. ;)
In January and February last year, I was in a hard place, feeling quite lonely and isolated because of my illness and life circumstances. I dreamed of having a dog that would keep me company when I was stuck at home, sitting and reading, or laying in bed watching Netflix during flare-ups, as well as come with me on walks. A dog that would bring me companionship and joy.
I fell in love with Thistle from the beginning (even with her truly unfortunate haircut), and she’s been a great little dog, more perfect than I could have even imagined. Honestly, she has to be the lowest maintenance dog ever; she’s been completely house-broken and perfectly leash trained from day one, she’s happy to do tricks for treats, and’s she’s insanely low energy. Oh, and she almost never barks. She’s also wonderfully sweet and loving, following me around the room and hopping in my lap whenever she sees an opening. She makes being at home so much a pleasure, and she never fails to bring a smile to my face with her silly antics. I am truly blessed.
So here’s to many more Thistle Days, and the best companion a bookish girl could ask for!
P.S. A commenter recently asked if I drug Thistle to keep her so calm in my vlogs. I do actually; her drug of choice is belly-rubs, with head scratches a reasonable alternative. ;)
P.P.S. I conveniently sized the two photos of Thistle at 1200 x 800, if you’re looking for a new wallpaper. Just click to enlarge and right click to save! Heehee </ shameless cute puppy bragging>