OHc7vu30RtKp98RK+zxWuwKane. Kane is my dog, a three and a half year-old black lab, terrier mix. A forty-five pound ball of energy, joy, and curiosity in spades. He’s my best friend, four-legged love of my life, my baby.

Kane is my first dog in my life. I have always had cats, I have a few guinea pigs, but I have never had the experience or joy of having my own dog. We adopted him, after years and years of me begging for a dog, from a local Humane Society. He was given up because he had too much energy and who ever had him before couldn’t keep up with him. This is a fact that I have found true. He has a lot of energy, but he has the opportunity to run around our house and yard at top speeds, but he still gets rowdy for almost anything at anytime. I love that about him; he’s always down to play.

On the other hand, it’s very hard to get him out of bed before 10 a.m. He loves to sleep. He’s always down for a nap anytime of day, no questions asked. He sleeps with me in bed and let me tell you, he’s a kicker. I get kicked in the back quite often, he likes to sleep in the middle of the bed, he likes my pillow, he loves blankets, he’s basically a human when it comes to being comfy and cozy.

Being my first dog, I didn’t know much about what food he needs, what is healthy behavior for him, basically anything besides the basics. I have friends and families who all have dogs, so I knew some but not everything. I did research on what to feed him, when, how much. When I took him to the vet, she suggested different treats, taught me about how to do his nails, when to wash him, etc. That was all very helpful in terms of learning the technical aspects of having a dog, learning what I should be doing and why.

What you can’t google or find out from a vet was his personality. When we first got him, he was a new dog in a new environment, so he checked out everything in the house twice, peed on every bush and object in the yard, smelled both of us and licked us many many times. All very typical dog stuff. I was so happy and he seemed to be too.

We had an issue with the dominance order when we first got him. He knew right away that my grandpa was alpha, but he didn’t know where I stood on the list. There were times he would get very excited and bite me and get very aggressive against me, and would only listen to papa when it came to stopping. I learned that when he does that I had to push him off and yell, which worked. He now knows that I am above him in our ranks, but I’m very sure papa is still the dominant alpha of the house.

Kane has a fantastic, funny, loveable personality that is unique to him. He likes to talk by making weird noises, he loves to roll on his back everywhere, and he loves to sit on you in someway shape or form. He has quirks that mirror ones that humans have sometimes. His yawn’s are something to write a book about.

Something I had to get used to with having a dog is the fact that there are always toys everywhere. There is almost always his favorite squeaky toy in my bed, his giant caterpillar toy that he whips around the house, a few small squirrel toys that make their rounds, and his infamous rat toy. They are toys everywhere. Literally. I love it. When we first got him Papa said he wouldn’t need or play with that many toys, yet here we are with more toys than you can think of that he loves dearly.

Kane is someone who I consider to have saved my life in many ways. He came into my life when I was severely depressed. He cheered me up, making me laugh, sitting with me when I was too depressed to get out of bed, making sure I was okay. A memorable moment for me was when my medications were interacting with each other in a bad way causing me to have Tachycardia episodes from time to time. When I was asleep once, I was having one in my sleep based on my Apple Watch data, and I know when I have them I stop breathing. I was sleeping in an awkward position causing my airway to be blocked. Kane woke me up by barking, jumping on me constantly, making me move. I was annoyed with him and went back to bed. When I woke up I realized what had happened and if it weren’t for him something bad could have happened. I’m not sure if he knew what was happening or if he was just barking and jumping for other dog reasons, but it happened. I like to think even if he didn’t know, which lets face it he’s not a trained dog for that, that someone was looking out for me and made him freak out over something else but that he caused me to reposition myself.

When we first brought him home, he ran around the yard at full speed. He’s a lean dog who has a lot of speed when he’s excited. It was amazing to watch him run around, make fast turns, watch how happy he was to do so. He has a purple ball he loves to play with and chase after. With him it was a bit of a struggle to find toys he couldn’t destroy so finding a ball he couldn’t rip apart with ease was awesome for me as a dog mom.

I don’t know much about his previous owner(s). All his sheet said was that he was given up because he had too much energy, which having him for a while I understand. I do know that they cared for him. He was well fed, up to date on all shots, and I know he was never hit or abused after doing the different tests with triggers. I like to think that it was a young couple who had a child that he wanted to lick all the time, or an older couple who just couldnt keep up with him. He’s such a sweet dog so I wonder how they could ever give him up, but I’m sure they had their reasons, and because of that I’m greatful because now I have the best dog ever.

Papa didn’t want a dog ever. When we got him, he was more worried about the poop in the yard than anything. I think that now, because they’re home togther all the time, they’re best friends. He’ll never admit it, but he loves him just as much as I do if not more. Kane is his Facebook profile picture. This is coming from the guy who said “No Dogs Ever.” They watch the neighboorhood together, judge the neighbors, get the mail together, and even if he tells you he hates it, they snuggle together on his recliner.

Kane is a lover of all people, not matter their shape or size or race or even age. All he wants to do is snuggle and love you in the best way possible. He has a vengence agianst the moon, small animals that roam our yard and neighborhood, and dogs that walk on our street. He is kind, gentle for the most part, clumsy, silly, and over all the best dog I could ever imagine. I knew when I saw him that I wanted to play with him, and when we did, I knew he was the one. He’s my best friend and best buddy, I wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world.

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