I adopted Amumu when he was only 1 year old. At only 10 months old, he was surrendered at an LA high-kill shelter. There isn't much background information on him other than knowing that he is fearful of men, loud sounds and sudden movements, and has major separation anxiety. I did not know that adopting him would forever change my life in so many positive ways. I did not know how full my heart would be feel every single day with his love, loyalty, cuteness, and silliness.
The first 4 months of adopting him were the most challenging times of my life. It impacted my productivity at work and school because I had no idea what to expect with adopting a rescue. Though rescues require a bit more love and attention in the beginning, I am so thankful I had the support and encouragement from the people in my life to continue training him and integrating him into his new forever home.
I am biased, but I believe rescue pups are incredibly special. They are angels sent from heaven. They have a deep appreciation for you and for their new lives, and they show it to you every day through their snuggles, kisses, and overly attached tendencies and protectiveness for you and their loved ones. You don't know what terrible things they must have gone through before they met you, but they are so grateful to be with you, every single second of the day.
Happy birthday to my little fierce and lovable fur baby! I can't believe it's been 5 years since we've found each other.
Who rescued who? :)
Happy 6th birthday to our sweet Mumu! I’m a proud auntie because he has grown immensely with his confidence and affection since the first time we met him. He loves greetings, snuggles, belly rubs, walks, toys, and treats more than ever. We find something new and cute every day about him that makes us love him more. Our entire family always looks forward to spending time with him and making new memories with him.
“Dear Past Jas” is a blog series of short reads with life lessons that I wish I knew growing up and that may resonate with you or inspire you.
I especially struggled with finding confidence and recognizing my self-worth when I was younger. This has put me in situations where I was taken advantage of, mistreated, or overlooked by others, even being in a situation that could have been even more dangerous for myself. I am not perfect but I am a completely different person now than I was years ago, and there are definitely things that I should have done to avoid or learn how to better deal with certain people and encounters.
How did I become so anxious, worried, and overthinking about what other people thought of me? Some factors could be my parents fighting and struggling through their marriage up until they divorced, me being the youngest who was often alone and being given perhaps too much freedom, seeing my older sister get into relationships after another and pressuring me to feel like I needed to grow up faster, and feeling like there was always something wrong with my personality that made others view me as irrelevant.
I don't blame little Jas because she did the best that she could in her state of mind. Sometimes in life as well, you have to learn things the hard way, and every situation helped me grow into a stronger person. If I could go back though, here are some pieces of advice that I wish I could tell my younger self...