Why I love Sago

Sago was left all alone outside our gate the other day. I could not find her. As much as Sago was worried that she was neglected outside our home, I was also worried that a male dog might mate with her. I have to keep a close eye on Sago as she could approach a male dog if she is unleashed. Now I don't know if she is pregnant but I don't think she is as days have already passed by since she was left outside.

In case Sago gets pregnant by accident, I would give away her puppies but she will remain with me. I must admit that I've emotionally invested in Sago that she is too precious to forego. I don't care if she is already a senior adult. To me, she will always remain my baby.

I'm chronicling Sago's milestones but haven't really thought why I love her so much. Perhaps I'm more like a guy who can't answer a simple girlfriend's question why he loves her. 

Now that I've thought about it, why do I love Sago?

I could have dumped her and replaced her with an imported breed. You might ask why is Sago so special when she looks like a dog adopted from a shelter?

To answer your question, I don't judge a book by its cover. It's like having many suitors but I end up choosing the one I love. The moment Sago found her new home, there was an instant connection. I have found my daughter and she has likewise found her mom.

Any dog can instantly fall in love with its human but Sago is enough for me. I could have purchased an imported breed if I had the money but I form a very deep attachment with my pet that losing her would surely break my heart.

And Sago knows I love her; I need not train her to fall in love with me. Because the feeling is mutual, she trusts me. Clipping her claws are no longer a problem after bathing her. She knows our morning and afternoon routines; she follows me to make sure we're on track. Early in the morning, I feed her and we take a walk outside. I sometimes give her free rein to her leash as she knows our way home unless a male dog tries to approach her. In the afternoon, we sleep together. She has her own bed in my room but prefers to sleep close to me.

With Sago, I no longer have to deal with unrequited love. She very much appreciates my efforts in taking good care of her, making sure her meat has no bones so she won't choke and feeding her the best dog food on the planet. I even have to purchase her meat so she could have protein in her meals. These simple gestures are enough to earn her trust and loyalty.

Why do I love Sago? It's fairly simple. It is because she loves me too.