The love of a sweet dog.

I have not trusted dogs in a really long time. I saw my little brother be attacked by a pit that bit his head and ripped his ear off. That was nearly 25 years ago. My brother was a little guy like 4 or so. This has been a process but thanks to the help and love of a great friend Rebecca White. We have the sweetest most gentle and understanding dog I have ever met. He is so smart. I was real upset last night while talking to my mom on the phone about how my Granny was doing and Zeus was worried and basically held me and let me cry. Sometimes we need to just cry and know it is ok. I could not go back to sleep but needed to let Kevin sleep in case we decided to head to my Granny's this morning, but I was not alone. I finally realized I was taking an incredible child hood experience from my girls. Zeus is their first dog well other than all the dogs they have claimed over the years that live at each of their grandparents. Huey, Daisy, and Elsie, (At Paw Paw Ken and Grandma Gale’s) Sarah and Gizmo (lived at my Dad's) Then they have Delsey (lives with my Mom). Grizz had always been at Kevin’s Dad’s house. Candy Lives at my Granny’s house and of course the big dogs out at my other Dad's Jager and Meister have been “the girl’s dogs” since CC was a baby. It is wonderful to trust and love an animal again. I still flinch now and then when we are playing but Zeus sees me, he immediately stops playing and gives me a full body hug that feels a lot like when a cat rubs against your leg to love on you. At that point I am able to calm, sit down and enjoy his sweet love. We are blessed to have him :)