I don't think I have quite explained to you the depth of my love for my dog, Corky.
He is essentially my child with wavy black fur. No, not the 'dress your dog up in clothes and marry it off to the neighborhood mutt' kind of child. No dog would be good enough for my precious...
Corky has been my dog for almost 5 years now. He's a 6 year old border collie/golden retriever/sometimes human mix. He is not only my loyal companion, he's my shadow. If I take a shower, he lays by the the door. I can't cook without tripping over him, go for a quick errand without him in the front seat or leave town without taking him with me. He looks at me like I hung the moon, and I simply can't get enough of my handsome guy.
|Keepin it classy|
|Keeping close watch on the garbage man|
Corky came from a shelter, where he was placed after he was found beaten and chained in someone's backyard. He was 6 months old when he was removed from the property, after the original owners moved and left him abandoned in their yard. They beat him with brooms, hoses and left him to starve. Luckily, someone found him before it was too late and took him to the shelter. I found him at 10 months old, and we haven't been apart for more than 10 days since.
He is a calm and gentle guy that is a complete gentleman indoors. He doesn't bark unless someone knocks on the door, is very careful with people, and actually worked as a therapy dog when I was in college. Hopefully we can get him back into the swing of things soon. Outdoors, he's a beast. He loves hiking, kayaking, jumping on trampolines, the snow and his most favorite thing is paddleboarding. No joke.
He's impossibly soft, and loves nothing more than to lay next to me on the couch with his head on my lap. He adores cats and will frequently share his bed (totally platonic) with one of our kitties, or let her clean his face and ears.
|Corky and his best friend, Kitten|
We got another dog 10 days before Christmas and she is high maintenance, to say the least. Micah wanted a dog that was more 'his' and that worshiped him like Corky worships me. Mission accomplished. She is a lot of crazy in a petite package, and drives him nuts. There are many times he has looked up at me with her hanging from his collar, tugging and growling, with eyes that say 'Are you serious with this? Why mom, why?'
I love him so, and have dog mom guilt every day for getting another dog that steals even an iota of attention from him. So, today, I have dedicated this post to my Corky Bear.
|Corky in the mountains in Idaho|
|Paddleboarding in Austin|