was going through...

the most painful moment of my life, my brother had passed away...I needed something alive in the house and the fish I had bought was not looking too good. So I found myself with this less than a pound little dog that I had no idea what to do with. No one told me raising a dog would have been so much work, that I had to socialize the puppy, she did not want to be socialize, she was two months old and she had an opinion...oh yes, I did pick a very difficult dog, or maybe she picked me since she was the first puppy that looked straight into my eyes and wanted to come home with me...God knew exactly what he was doing, she was the best distraction from what was really going on...read every book on dog behavior, went through every single web site...I was desperate, had people telling me to give away the puppy, that I was not the dog type...I did not want to give up on her, all that was going through my head was how difficult I was as a child, as a teenager I was hell and my parents had faith in me and it is because they never gave up on me I became the person I am today...Ilia has been the second best thing that has ever happened to me, with my brother's birth as the best...
She has taught me patience, she made me realize that it's not all about me...Ilia kept me alive and going when my world as I knew it came to an end...She's with the new chapter, the new version of me...I always say that he had to become an angel for me to become human...
Ilia has turned from a puppy mill gremlin to an amazing dog full of affection. And when I look at her, I know she's my dog, she picked up all my habits but she's still her own little doggy.
Ilia is seven years old today!