This may come as a surprise to some but before we got Jinx, I was not a dog person. They kind of freaked me out. Especially big dogs, like Jinx. So why did I agree to get a dog? Because of Shawn. He is a dog person. I promised him that he could get a dog...someday. One day, I got an email from a family that was looking for homes for some puppies. I forwarded it to Shawn and a week later, Jinx joined our family.
Those first few weeks with Jinx were some of the toughest I'd experienced. I wasn't use to having to wake up three or four times a night to let the puppy go out. I wasn't use to going out for walks for an hour or more. I was exhausted. I really wondered if I was sane when I agreed to getting a dog. Things didn't get easier as Jinx got bigger. She was so rambunctious and had so much energy, I didn't know how to handle all that energy.
I cared for Jinx because I had to, because I agreed to it. Not because I wanted to.
Then one day, this past winter everything changed. I was outside, taking out the garbage. Our pick up is in the backyard and Jinx followed me out there. Of course, there was snow all over the place. When I turned around Miss Jinx was sitting behind me. She gave me one paw and then gave me the other paw. I don't know why but that action just melted my heart. I realized how much Jinx needed me but more importantly, I realized how much I needed her. At that moment she became my dog and I became her human. After that evening, I never questioned if we made the right decision. I know we did.