Spade has just been Spade. He is the apple of my eye, but I cannot love one more than the other. Spade taught me to be patient and taught me how to be a good service dog owner, which I need.
He knows when it is time to take my medication and watches me open and take them. How does he know when? I call him most of the time, but often, he comes in to watch me.
He sits down and looks at me and where my meds are. Then he looks back at me, and I know that look. If I do not give him attention or if I don’t take my meds like I’m supposed to, he growls at me. If I ignore him when he does his first growl, he does it then to annoy me until I do what’s right.
Spade will lay near me to say, “Mommy, I’m always here for you no matter what.” He always gives me kisses, even when I don’t want them. He loves giving Mommy all his love and affection.
He lays at my feet or ends up there after laying on my back or stomach. When he lets me, I love to snuggle him. It’s not very often, about once a week. So, I make the best of it and let him give me loads and loads of kisses.
Spade and Ace make me smile in their little funny ways. They are my boys, my life, my everything. Without them, I just couldn’t. I couldn’t be who I am today. Ace, Spade, my cousin, and my boyfriend have changed and shaped me. I must add my boss in this aspect too.
I never thought two dogs could change anyone, especially not me. Without them, I don’t think I could have my job for as long as I have.
All I can say is, “Welcome to my World.” May you have a thrilling ride, and may you discover and understand more about what bipolar disorder does to the brain of the one creating the content. We have one heck of a journey ahead of us. May you stay along for the ride. Happy reading!
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