How I Gained 10 (Positive) Pounds

I was just complaining to my best friend and boss, Jenn that I’ve been at a creative road block. I haven’t really blogged or posted any content of my own for quite some time. I was doing this complaining while walking my new dog, Wellington around the neighborhood. Once I got done harassing Jenn on the phone, a nightly sport for me. I walked Welly into the house and sat down. I’ve been sitting down for days, if it wasn’t for Welly’s sad eyes and whimpers at 7am I don’t think I’d leave my apartment for the rest of the summer.

I’m going to be honest, if it wasn’t for Welly I’d be eating in the dark, watching Crime 360 for the 100^th time, I’d be suffering from internet ADD (Facebook, Twitter, Gmail, rinse, lather, repeat) I’d be harassing my husband on BBM for no reason, wishing I had something to do. But Welly gives me lots to do. I worry; not in the panicked way I worry about negative things but I worry about making him a well rounded dog. A dog that sits on command, knows how to roll over and play “dead”. I panic; Wellington isn’t one for treats or toys. For the past week I’ve been trying to get him to feign interest in a toy, any toy. Use my panties as a toy, I don’t care! As long as you seem happy I’m happy. Unless they’re my expensive panties, then we have a problem. But I want him to make friends at the dog park, get his paws dirty, and share a ball. And to stop sniffing balls, please stop Wellington, you’re embarrassing mommy. I ponder; why do you take up half of a couch and you weigh 10lbs? Must you rub yourself on the carpet after every bath? Why do you follow me room to room in a one bedroom apartment?

I’ve had Welly for a week now. I’d like to say I rescued him from a high kill shelter in South Carolina. But he’s rescued me from myself, my bad habits, and my lazy ways. Mornings are a lot more entertaining now that we have to get up and walk him in the heat of summer. My husband and I have been spending more time together getting to know this little dog. To show him that we love him and that this is his forever home. And to be honest the husband gone a little overboard, the dog is snacking on cheese and hot dogs and has been taken to my husband’s business for belly rubs and ear scratches from his clients. He’s become a spoiled dog. He deserves it.

Thanks for coming into our lives Welly.

Veronica Zacharias the Creative Director for Seven Halos. She resides in DC with her husband and Wellington the Dachshund. Help rescue more needy dogs with Lucky Dog Animal Rescue. Find things that inspire Veronica @ Veronica Zacharias| Inspire .