WHUT UP WORLD?! Greetings from the comfort of my couch. This is in the first time in months I’ve actually been able to sit on it. My summer has consisted of the following; discovering Sherlock and the incredible man who is Benedict Cumberbatch (if you’ve never watched Sherlock seriously stop reading this and go right now. I mean it. Watch it. Now.), laying on the beach with my srattay sista Meredith Berger, gently weeping over the pages of a calculus textbook with my fellow engineers, getting my butto kickedo by Español, gyming it up with the one and only Alisa Price, many, many hours of yoga, making new friends, catching up with old ones, becoming a part of the ridiculous family that is Rev Soup, eating delicious food to the verge of sickness, adding some new ink to my already extensive collection, and puppy training. Yes, puppy training. I’m so happy to introduce the newest member of HIT and my favorite summer adventure; Stella.
A few weeks ago I adopted Stella from a local rescue (SHOUT OUT TO AUGUSTA ADOPTIONS WOOT WOOT). In early March, Stella’s mother was found on the side of the road, injured, and very, VERY pregnant. Animal control rushed her to an animal hospital and, the next morning, she had her puppies. The puppies were distributed among local shelters and Stella (previously known as Robin) was sent to a foster home where she lived in a barn with a ton of other foster animals. Making the decision to adopt a dog was a long process – ask any girl in HIT, I basically didn’t shut up about it my entire first year. With encouragement from Mama and Papa Rey, Alisa, and many others, a friend and I went to their adoption event. Among the barking and wiggling dogs, there was one who simply laid in her crate and looked at the passersby with big, brown eyes. That was it, I was done. I brought her home then and there and started my new life as a mother, caregiver, and best friend of this abandoned puppy. I named her Stella after my father’s mother who had the kindest disposition and most loving heart I have ever known. Training a 4 month old puppy isn’t easy but it’s been the best part of my summer. Whenever I need to crack down on studying, little Stella is curled up by my feet. When I need a run after a long day at work, she’s there to drag me along. And when I need a nap, which is frequently, little one is snoring with her head on my chest. We are both ridiculously needy and, with her, I’m never lonely. This little coonhound is such a huge blessing to me and I can’t wait to see where life takes us.
Anonymous Hitta & Stella
P.S. Yes, I’m a crazy animal lady. Get over it.