Pets are Like Family

I had quite a scare this morning. My father called me and told me my dog wasn't doing so well. He said he was going to take her to the vet as soon as they opened and she might have to be put down. I, of course, was devastated. Mostly because I would not get the chance to say my goodbyes.
She has been part of my life for 12 years. She signaled the start of a new life for me. We got her when I was eight years old. My family had just moved out of our tiny little apartment into our new house. My mother always promised me that as soon as we owned our own house, she would get me a puppy and she stayed true to her word. At the end of the school day when my mother would normally pick me up, she and my new puppy came strolling into the classroom. The puppy was bundled in my mother's jacket because it was cold outside. She was no bigger than my hand. I instantly knew I loved her. I took care of her everyday and we played constantly. She was just like a little sister to me.
Well, it turns out that my dog is going to be fine. She has nerve damage which, according to the vet, happens a lot in older dogs. This was causing her to not be able to see correctly and that explains why she kept falling over. She had a shot at the vet, was prescribed medication, and is already beginning to improve.
The point of this blog? Pets are like family. They may not be able to have a conversation with you, but they most definitely can be there for you when you need them. My dog has been with me through break-ups, and the deaths of family members. But along with the bad she has also been there for happy times. I know it sounds stupid, but even though she may not talk back, I know that when she is there I will always have someone to talk to, someone to hug, and someone that will show me undying affection no matter what.