Lily's Story (In the words of a dog series)

Hi there! My name is Lily, I’m a long haired chihuahua and as of 01-23-17, I’m just shy of seven months old now. My home consists of me, of course, and my human family, which is my mommy and her parents, my mimi and my papaw. And in case you didn’t already know, I’m very, very special. My family lost their beloved Pomeranian, my fur uncle named Marty, back in August after he suffered an unexpected stroke after having him for ten years and was deeply hurt by their loss. My family wasn’t sure if they were ready for another doggie so soon after their painful loss but no one could resist looking at local shelters, you know, weighing out the options just in case. And long story short, they found me as an 8 week old baby, and fell in love with me as soon as mommy first held me and I gave her a friendly lick. Mommy and mimi cried when they met me, they say it was because it was bittersweet because of their loss and they were scared to go through the motions of loving another furbaby again, but papaw reassured them that I was what they needed to heal. I think he cried a little too! If you ask me, I believe along with God, uncle Marty had a hand in uniting me with my family and I’m so glad he did. We traveled nearly 3 hours down the road to my forever home in southwest Virginia and I was a good little girl the entire trip, in fact, I curled up in the backseat with my mommy and napped most of the way; in between lots of kisses and cuddles, of course.
I’ve been a lot of company and joy to my family so far. They tell me all the time how special of a girl I am and that they love me very much. Its very clear I love them too! Every morning, everyone gets greeted with lots of excited good morning kisses as its my little tradition I started the day following the day I came home. Papaw loves to give me treats, I’m his best buddy because he has the best treats, and mommy and mimi clean up after me and see that my bowl is full and I’m stocked up on fresh water. I have lots and lots of toys I play with everyday and my family is always buying me more and more it seems. I’m not spoiled though, I promise! Okay, maybe just a little bit. Sometimes I like to take my toys to mommy for safekeeping during playtime because I know she’ll protect them with her life. My mimi likes to sing to me and when she sings or says something just right, I’ll howl along. They really get a kick out of that and I get lots of belly rubs for it! Everyone says I’m a very sweet girl, but they also tell me I have a wild, reckless side to me at times. Sometimes I have random outbursts of energy and I’ll dart through the halls faster than a speeding bullet, sometimes I like to jump from places I shouldnt and nearly give my family a heart attack. Also I like to lick the floors and eat anything they’ve missed sweeping, which accidentally almost really hurt me badly nearly a month ago. I accidentally injested a capsule of Mimi’s antidepressant medication that they had missed sweeping as it was very small and I had a seizure and was tremoring very badly to start with, but luckily my family got me to a nearby vet as fast as they could and prayed very hard for me and with the help of God and a great team of animal care specialists, they were able to flush out the toxins and save my life. That was the scariest day of my life as I’m sure it was just as scary for my family as it was for me but I’m living proof that miracles DO happen when you least expect it. Just ask my mommy, my mimi, or my papaw. I’m much better now though as I’m a strong girl and I recovered back to spunky self in only a couple days following the accident. My family still beats theirselves up over the accident from time to time, but I try to reassure them that I’m alright now by giving them extra kisses here and there and following them around much closer than before. I’m very thankful for my family, I don’t believe anyone could’ve loved me any better or any much more than the people that took me in and have showed me what love is exactly. They’re very gentle and kind people and they’re just perfect for me and my little sweet and spicy attitude. And to top it all off, I think I’ve done a pretty good job of filling in the void Marty left behind with his tragic passing as everyone loves me so much that they say they even see little eclipses of my uncle in my personality here and there. I’m very thankful to him and God alike for guiding me on the path I’m on, with the people I love the most and who love me the very most with all of their hearts and souls, and I just hope that I have many more long, happy years ahead of me with these people, these humans, I thankfully call my forever family.