“Mini’s story actually starts with Charlie. Charlie was always there for me, through my parents’ divorce, moving halfway across the country and back, and through serious health problems. When I was going through treatment for my health problems, there would be days when he was the only living thing I could touch, or receive physical comfort from. When he died it was very hard on me. My mom, step-dad, and sister thought rescuing a dog that needed me would help. I found Mini, who looks like a miniature version of Charlie. She’s helped to fill the hole from losing Charlie. Not a replacement, but she is a continuation of the kind of love he gave me.
I feel blessed to have Mini as part of my life. Anytime, I get home she makes me feel special. She’ll run out to the porch, jump, and hop up on me. She’s my baby, one hundred percent. She is the first one I look for when I get home. If I’m stressed out, or worried, I can cuddle with Mini and I can just forget about it. Mini follows me wherever I’m going. At night, I’ll cuddle her like a baby and she’ll lick me all over, until I finally tell her to stop. Then she’ll lie with me, my arms wrapped around her, and I’ll hold her until we both fall asleep. It’s part of how we take care of each other. I don’t know where I’d be if I didn’t have her.”