This is Stella, our 60lb. Beagle/Bloodhound mix rescue puppy. The reason I want you to know her is because unbeknownst to her, she has been, and is, a pivotal part of my life after Parker.
Stella is home with me all day, a home that is filled with him, his things and his memories. There is not a room in the house that doesn't hold something of his. Even as I sit in my office, there are little post it notes from him and coloring pages taped under my desk where he used to hang out while I was working. She is here with me, sleeping as she usually does. But with her comes a sense of calm, a feeling of unaltered love and support that she possesses. Dogs have way of putting all of their emotions out on the table, not holding one ounce back. With her it is just pure love, she doesn't care how I look, how old I am, what I am doing. She has seen me at my ultimate worst these past 8 weeks and without her I am not sure where I would be today. She is my hug when I need one so badly that I feel I might crumble. She is my warmth when I feel so cold and alone. She is my sweet girl that knows when to comfort me and lick my tears away. Parker LOVED Stella. In a way I am positive she knew that he was sick. The way she protected him and comforted him. I just wish that they had more time together. She was only with us for a few short months before he left us. I know I may be biased, but if you don't have a dog in your life, you should go adopt one today. I am living proof that having a dog in your life can save you.
