I never knew how much I rely on my dog until he got sick. My husband always tells me that the dog helps me out and is a necessity for me. I know, just as my husband says, that Cash helps me realize when noises are real. For example, he will normally get up, bark, and run to the door when he hears someone coming. However, this past week that he has been sick, he doesn’t even pick up his head. I was doing dishes today, and I had to stop three times, cautiously run to the window/door to see if anyone was coming, and carefully return to the dishes. Cash has been my protector and my guardian for the past 11 years. I always figured that no one would mess with me if I had an 88 pound pit mix standing in front of me, and it was true. No I’m looking out for myself and for my dog. He took care of me for his whole life; now it’s my turn to take care of him (I’ll just have to worry about myself later).
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I'm a 32 year old married woman who has been dealing with Bipolar disorder since the age of 14. This is all about my life, diagnoses, and treatments. If you have any questions, just ask me. I hope that others with Bipolar Disorder or PTSD can relate to my blog and find it helpful.
i honor cash for what he has been able to you.
i honor for the care you shown and continue to show for cash.
all signs point to a mutually beneficial relationship.
those are the best kind.
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Thank you so much for your kind words
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you are most welcome and the two of you are worthy of them, too.
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Hugs
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reading through some older posts of yours. dogs are amazing, they really look out for their owners. i’m glad you had cash to do that for you. xo
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Thank you. They really do help me get out of my own head, along with many other things.
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Yes I can relate to that my dog helps me in that way to
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