Becky was discovered running down the middle of a busy street by my daughter. She knew I wanted another dog, so she called me to meet her rescued stray. When I met Becky, she gazed right into my eyes and cocked her head to one side, as if to say, “Okay, let’s go.”  It was love at first sight for both of us.

A black and white short haired mixed breed weighing in at 45 pounds, Becky looks as if she is wearing a tuxedo with white socks. A distinct large white bone decorates her happy and inquisitive face right down the middle of her snout, with one dark brown eye and one husky-like sky blue eye that draws you into her joyful soul.

My Becky is tuned into my emotions, and anticipates the next moment.  When I get up in the morning, she runs to the back door to be let out. In the evening, as soon as I turn off the TV, she heads for the bedroom. In the morning, as I leave for work, she jumps onto the bed to wait for me to come home. When I return, she enthusiastically greets me with a wagging tail and lots of kisses. She never asks where I’ve been when I come home late. She’s just happy to see me. If her dinner is late, there’s no complaints.  She’s happy to eat. She’s a great watch dog with a fierce and intimidating bark and growl.

Becky is the epitome of a loyal and loving companion.  I call her my “Velcro” dog, because wherever I go she follows. She is my shadow.  If I’m sad, she climbs in my lap and licks my tears and sadness away. If I’m sick, she lies next to me to let me know she’s there to heal me with her unconditional love.

Becky is my dear, sweet soul friend, who has shown me what unconditional love is. I feel privileged to be her guardian. Because of her I am a better human being.

I love my dog Becky.

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