I have my own on going battles with depression. I was really not in a good place in 2005. Things were looking grim I was felt a lot of discontent in my life. One day a young beagle followed me home from my walk to the near by small town . My neighbors had three dogs who follow me every where so I did not notice picking up a fourth dog on the way home its about a three mile walk I could have picked up this dog anywhere, he blended in with the other three dogs so well.
I put ads in the local paper and a sign at the General Store where I had gone when we encountered this beagle. No one called about him. No one knew who had lost a dog. After a few weeks I fell in love with him, he was about 10 months old and still loved to play. He was exactly what I needed in my life. I despite how horrible I had been feeling was laughing again. I had a friend. The beagle was a great companion. My heart no longer ached like it did before and when I did feel sad my dog , as loyal as could be was right there to make me smile.
When it happened I was very upset. Now I see it was a gift. That puppy following me home was no mistake. He was the medicine I needed. The people who lost him happened to drive by our house on their way to church. They saw the beagle and were relieved. They took him home with them . I didn’t expect to ever give him back after three long months of caring for him , loving him and getting very attached. My heart was broken and I wanted him back so badly I seriously thought about going and getting him from them by whatever means necessary.
I could not take the dog from them and make them feel the sadness they felt already when they lost him the first time. I was obsessed with getting another dog. I had to have one. I saw a sign about beagle puppies and I went that night and bought one. I know its silly but dogs really do help you with depression. It is so hard to feel sad when you have a tail wagging, face kissing, fetch playing pal that adores you and wants to be with you always. I had always loved dogs and when I could not have a dog I ” adopted” a duck who lived on the pond near my apartment. It wasn’t the same but it helped a little. Charles Schultz was brilliant ” Happiness is a warm puppy” is so true!
Our beagle is adorable, feisty and sweet.
My redbone is my miracle “child” against all odds that little puppy made it. His mother dead, we adopted him at ten days old from a neighbor. He had a very bad cold in his eye, which despite predictions he might be blind, did no damage and a terrible accident he made it. Now he is about 60+ pounds and as healthy as could be. He made our family complete. I didn’t realize how special he was to me until he spent the night at the vet after an accident. He was hit by a car. My beagle is his biggest fan after all this time