Continuing the theme of love from last week, I wanted to do a spotlight on my very first baby. He doesn’t get much attention usually (and trust me, he prefers it that way), but I wanted to show a little love to the guy who’s been with me for the past decade.
FoXx is of unknown age and origins, and came to me sort of out of the blue, just about ten years ago. A friend of mine’s husband found him on a military base and brought him home as a surprise to her. Little did he know, she had an even bigger surprise for him. She was pregnant with her daughter, so they decided they couldn’t keep their new pup. So I showed up for a lash appointment with Jill (of company name) and left with a whole ass dog. Seriously.
Confession: I wouldn’t exactly call myself a dog person. But somehow, FoXx just fits. He’s a very quiet man… he rarely ever barks. He’s the most chill dog I’ve ever met. After I got him, I spent some time researching his breed (he’s a Shiba Inu) and now I can’t imagine having any other dog.
He’s been with me for so long—before kids, before Garnish, he’s moved multiple places, been to every party hosted at my house—he has truly been a part of my life for the last ten years.
Other than the fact that he was my first baby, he is the lowest maintenance relationship I’ve ever had and he’s the perfect man because he’s great with kids. He doesn’t want much from me, but yet he’s always there.
Basically, everyone needs a FoXx in their life!