A (wo)man's best friend

I talk a lot about Bronx, my 1.5 year old Yorkie puppy, here on this blog, but I've only dedicated one full post to the little guy since I started blogging. If you follow me on instagram (empiricallyerin) or twitter (@empiricallyerin), you have probably seen lots of pictures of little Bronx.

Busy Bee Bronx

 Before I had Bronx, I had no idea how much I could love an animal. I've never really been an animal person in general, even though our family always had a dog. I loved our dogs, but never really felt the way I feel about Bronx. 

I've told this story before, but when I went to choose Bronx from the breeder's house, I knew immediately that I wanted him. While his siblings were jumping and yapping, Bronx was laying calmly. His siblings were even rolling over him and he barely moved. He was so quiet and gentle, I knew he was perfect for me.

Bronx's first night at home

At the time that I got Bronx, I was less than a month away from being unemployed. I've talked before about my feelings while I was unemployed... I felt like I had no purpose, like I had no identity without my work.

Bronx was the one little ounce of happiness I carried during that time. Every morning, I had to wake up for him. I had to get out of bed to feed him. I had to get out of the house to walk him. If I hadn't had him, I'm sure there would have been many more late mornings lying in bed and many more days stuck inside.

The best little cuddler

And I know some of you will think I'm crazy, but Bronx has really strong intuition. I've heard people say that their pets can read them and know when something's wrong. If I didn't have Bronx, I'm not sure I'd believe them.

On my saddest, hardest days of unemployment, Bronx would always want to have a cuddle day. The other night, I was watching Parenthood and started crying during one of the episodes (come on, who doesn't?! That show has me crying EVERY episode!), and Bronx came running over to me and jumped on my lap and kept rubbing me with his face.

When LoLo had his old job where he was working 12-13 hours a day 5-6 days a week, Bronx was my buddy through it all. Bronx made me feel less lonely while I spent all of those long days without LoLo.

He loves cuddling with his toys and his blanket too!

 I truly believe in fate and I know that Bronx was put in my life for a reason. He has brought me so much happiness and has been the best little companion. I can't imagine what my life and especially my unemployment would have been without this little guy.

Always a professional.