The last 5 years with Zach have gone by so fast. I reinforces my desire that he lasts us forever. I catch my husband tearing up after a good bro session with Z, as he tries to imagine a life without him. According to the vet, our 80.4 lbs American Staffordshire Labrador mutt is healthy and strong, despite worsening hip dysplasia. The joints and lumbar vertebrae are degenerating and showing signs of arthritis yet his demeanor doesn’t show it. Day in and day out, he runs from fence post to fence post, guarding the territory, barking at people to stay off his lawn like a grumpy old man.
He takes his job very seriously.
As his account hovers around 1700 followers on Instagram and his Facebook page holds steady at 500 likes, we are grateful fans enjoy his journey and share in on his shenanigans. The people we have met behind the accounts have been phenomenal, making us feel a part of a community that takes camaraderie, anti-racism, and anti-BSL activism seriously. Many are women, proof that the future, at least in social media, is female.
I can’t get over the cuteness overload, of the beautiful posts fellow pet owners showcase on their pages. Works of arts on their own accord. Quarantine has granted me a once in a lifetime opportunity to spend more time with my dog, my first great canine love, the one who opened my heart to the joys and sacrifices of rescue, and of adopting an adult only, no walks, muzzle to the vet, scared of car rides, reactively wunderkind. He is totally worth it.
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