Calm. I didn’t know what to take a picture of. I could of searched for a stock picture on the internet for the beach. That, to me, is calm. I have some pictures from when I lived close to the beach, but they are from years ago. So, I had to find something else.
Meet Tater. He is a puggle. Which is a mix of a Pug and a Beagle. He is 7 years old, and he is what calms me.
We actually got him as a companion to our other dog, Lily. She has a lot of issues including separation anxiety. We were hoping another dog would help her with that. (It didn’t…she still has a ton of issues!) But he is very much a part of the family now. He is very intelligent and ornery and playful all in one. He has a built in timer in his fat little body about when it is time to eat. We feed the dogs twice a day at 7 am before I leave for work, and at 8 pm at night. About 15 minutes til 8; he starts pacing and staring at us. Just sitting there staring….and staring….not sure if he understands me when I tell him that he still have 15 minutes before he eats. But I tell him that anyways.
He barks at everything though…the kids on the other side of the fence behind our house; the UPS Truck that rolls by the house in the front; and especially the doorbell.
But he also calms me down and makes me feel better whenever I need it. He sits right next to the couch next to my feet and looks up at me and those eyes…he makes everything okay.