Adopted Dog Brings Joyful Chaos to Adopter’s Home
The no-dogs-on-the-couch rule didn’t last long with Luna.
Rachel + Luna
When Luna came along, she showed her family how to enjoy life — dog hair on the furniture and all.
"There are in fact nose smudges on the windows, because Luna jumped up on her chair to watch the birds earlier. There are toys that haven’t been put away yet...And right now, I am covered in dog hair. Former me would be horrified. Present me knows that cleaning it all can wait."
Before we adopted Luna, I would have called myself fastidious. Other people would have called me anal retentive, maybe even OCD. I wore these phrases like a badge of honor. I grew up with a fastidious father in a home that had no room for the messiness of pets (or humans, for that matter.) We both like cleanliness and calm. We both believe every object should have a home, and every object should be in that home. We both believe that no matter how long the day has been, it isn’t done until all the dishes are washed and put away. If cleanliness is next to Godliness, then my father and I are practically saints.
When my husband, Adam, and I first started talking about adopting a dog, I agreed having a dog would be fun, as long as he agreed that the dog would not be allowed on the furniture. I thought that would be enough to keep the house clean. Having never owned a dog, I was blissfully unaware of nose smudges on windows, of dog hair on clothes, or the benign chaos of dog toys everywhere.
As I type this, Luna is curled up on my lap as we sit on the couch together. There are in fact nose smudges on the windows, because Luna jumped up on her chair to watch the birds earlier. There are toys that haven’t been put away yet, because an afternoon game of fetch was far more important to both of us. And right now, I am covered in dog hair. Former me would be horrified. Present me knows that cleaning it all can wait.
My life looks far different with a dog than I ever imagined, but that’s what love is like, isn’t it? Luna kicked down the door to my heart and left muddy paw prints on it in her wake. Luna’s love for us, her love for life and her exuberance left no room for fussiness. I’ve discovered that the dishes will eventually get washed, the laundry will eventually get done, and my world won’t end because my windows aren’t spotless. I have plenty of time to run and play and get muddy.
Before we got Luna, my Saturday would consist of cleaning the house from top to bottom. Last Saturday, Adam and I took Luna to the park where she frolicked in the grass. We stopped for ice cream and got our hands sticky. We then partook in our new Saturday tradition: bringing Luna to my parent’s house so my dad could spend some time with her. Apparently, Luna has left muddy paw prints on my dad’s heart, too.
Each year, the Petco Foundation invites adopters to share the story of how their adopted pet changed their lives during the annual Holiday Wishes campaign, giving the organization that they adopted from a chance to receive a grant award. This story by Rachel won Rescue Pit in Rochester, New York a 2019 Holiday Wishes award.