You all have heard me whine about losing my married man. Regretting the breakup and feeling slightly abandoned if you will. 

But almost five months ago I got Robbie. A crazy, goofy, chicken loving, ball fanatic German Shepard. 

He’s taught me to be patient.

Repeat rules.

Speak to strangers at dog parks. 

Laugh when he runs around with rice on his nose. 

Praise him when he gets over constipation.

Give him peanut butter filled bones.

Support his yellow tennis ball and squeky toy addiction. 

His five different sleeping zones in my flat. 

To take care of someone. 

To sneeze and he checks in to see if I am ok. 

He’s just..

Crazy good!!