JAX

This post won't be fun, and it has been hard trying to find the words to write this. I'm not going to reflect on the anger I have for this situation, instead I'm going to use this post as a happy, positive memory. As many of you know, our family dog Jax has died. He was ran over doing his favorite thing, chasing the back of cars. I still do not fully understand how this happened, why nobody stopped our why nobody said sorry. But what I do know, is that Jax was such a good dog. For those of you who don't know who Jax was, he was my mom's family dog. He was my little brother basically. We got him when he was a little puppy, and we had him until this last Tuesday (The 14th I believe). Laying that dog in a grave was so hard, so was saying goodbye to one of the best dogs I've gotten to know. I remember when we got him he was nothing more than a little ball of fluff. He was super white and had such pretty eyes. The first night we had him he stayed in our bathroom, he scratched the door all up and left a permenant mark. Jax LOVED his kids. He was so protective of us, it was so cute. One of the first videos we have of him is where he was barking at himself in the oven reflection. As he got older he adopted other habits. One was when someone would say "Who is it?" or "Go get 'em" he would hall butt to the door. Like I said, protective. He was so loving, he'd stay up most the night protecting us. If I came out of my room at night to get a drink he would be right there. He was such a great uncle to Beau. Beau and Jax were best buddies until Jax's life got cut WAY TO SHORT. I would give anything to have one more day with him. Jax was also really smart, he knew our schedules, and he knew us. You don't come across a dog like that often. After the day Jax was taken home to doggy heaven, we were all super sad. Mackenzie didn't understand, none of us did. Weoften find ourselves asking "Why don't others view them [pets] as humans?" Because we do. Beau? Thats my son. Lilly? Thats my little girl! Jax was my brother and nothing less. I believe that when a pet is taken, a family member is taken. And its not fair. They already don't outlive us. Why cut their lives even shorter? I'll never understand that. They aren't there our whole life, but we are their whole life. So with this post I'd like for everyone to just say a prayer for not only our family but for Jax. I hope he is up chewing on God's shoes (He loved that), and eating super amazing busy bones (His favorite treats). I can tell Beau is pretty sad, he acted strange the day after Jax died. He was just confused as to where his best friend was. I know Beau and Jax will meet again one day. For now though, it is so hard to go day by day not hearing his paws across the wood floor. We used to play "chase the dog" with him, which was basically tag. He HATED swings. I think he thought they were taking his kids away. He used to bite the bottom of the swings or worse your behind, and try to stop it. It was pretty amusing. I'm going to miss Jax so much. I'll always love him, and I'll never forget his sweet little face, or sweet sweet personality.

BEAU UPDATE + PUPPY TERROR

So, for a while (a long while) I was trying to make this blog an online portfolio for my modeling...but it didn't work out and I couldn't figure it out so I just gave up. I got busy with school (like always), but I always end up back on here. I was supposed to have my "One Year of Beau" posted the day we adopted him, but his slideshow could never be uploaded for some reason. It infuriated me to the point I didn't even try to make it again. My laptop got "sick" and was wiped clean so I literally have no pictures besides the ones on here to use.  As always, I want to post on here more. I really enjoy reading other people's blogs and I hope someone likes mine. Tomorrow is a super important day...and there will be a youtube video for it.

Beau Update:
Beau has been getting more hyper lately. He is insane. He's stopped chewing things other than his toys. I trust him to run around the house when I'm at school now, which is really good. Oh my, I don't think I share this horror story with you all! So, one night I went to bed as usual. I was sleeping fine until around 3 AM I felt something wet on my leg. I assumed it was drool from Beau or at the very worst he had peed the bed. NO. There was dog crap all.over.my.leg. If you've ever smelt a sick dogs poop, you know how bad this is. And I'm not saying this stuff was solid. I know most of you at this point are like "thats freaking sick why are you telling us that?". Why? Because this is a blog for EVERYTHING. The good things, the bad things, the in between things. Everything goes here. This is what its like to have a dog. Anyway, I look under the covers after finding Beau on top of them. And guess what? I basically have Beau poop covering 2/3rds of my bed. At this point I'm gagging and wanting to throw up. I step out of bed into another pile. Step back into a puddle, then more. I was literally crying because the smell. Plus the fact it was on my leg. Poor Beau looked at me like he knew he had done something not good. Of course I didn't spank him or yell at him because he was sick. So I took him and myself to the bathroom at 3 AM and took a shower with the poor thing. Who was also covered in his own mess. Needless to say, it took an hour and a half to completely clean and sanitize my room. Plus changing the sheets and everything. I went to bed at 4:30 and did NOT go to school the next day. Plus I went ahead and let Beau sleep in his crate. Because I DID NOT want to pick up anything else.

Beau is a happy, healthy, floppy little dog. He loves everyone and always puts a smile on my face. It breaks my heart how some people get puppies and don't love them when they are older. I could never not love Beau. I'm so in love with him its crazy. He knows me so well, he knows when Im happy or sad. He's just the best little dog I could ever ask for.

 I hope you guys are looking forward to an awesome 2015 here on my blog! I've missed it!

SWIM

Beau used to hate water. Baths, pools, ponds, and the lake. He hated it, honestly I don't know why. All dogs are supposed to be able to swim. Beau wouldn't. Today we were all out doing something outside. I decide to take Beau down to the pond. He would sit down by the shore and look at these logs we have in the middle of the pond. All I said was "Get 'em" and he freaking swam to the middle of the pond. It was so funny, because I'd never seen him do that before. He's definitely tired now, because he swam for about 10 minutes (Not straight, off and on).

I'm so blessed. 

~K