The Grey File

Wow, I haven't come across this blog in a while. Why return? In hopes to further my career. I won't lie to my loyal fans. On that note, my second motivation to return: after checking in here to reminisce on my college days, I found this blog has received almost 4K views. Who - in the world - is reading about my adventures to Burger King or about me getting yelled at by a 4'5" girl? Seriously, one post is solely about me getting bulled by a 4'5" girl...

To catch you up on the important aspects of my life (in no significant order):

1. I'm a Sr. Copywriter and Content Manager at a company I'm a partner in: [L]earned Media. (I also accept freelance work.) (Who put that there?)

2. I am still very close to my family, and now that number is even bigger. My cousin, Delilah, is married, and the rest of us almost all have significant others. Which brings me to number 3:

3.  I have a significant other. I know what you're thinking: after reading my past blog posts, how did this happen? Well first of all, you're a jerk for thinking that! Secondly, his name is Mike Martorella, he's great and blah blah, I've told you all about him, mom.

This is us. (I certainly did not choose the most flattering picture of the both of us, and how dare you for implying that.)

4. Mike and I have a dog together. And if you're one of the (too) many people who say that Mike has a dog that he let's me play with, I resent that! This is our clown:

And, you guessed it, this post is mainly going to be about Chompers! (Her actual name is Grey, but maybe if enough people start calling her Chompers, Mike will let me name her that.) At first, I was super into the idea. I wanted a dog ever since Tootsie, my adored previous dog, passed away. Many people think Mike got a dog for me - but after I see the way he acts with Grey, I'm fairly certain that is not true. I understand what a third wheel is now.

But after we rescued Grey from the North Shore Animal Shelter, I started having rescuer's remorse. If you're like me and are thinking, but how romantic is it to have a puppy with your boyfriend?!, get ready for a big surprise: this 5-month-old 28-pound puppy is a lot of responsibility. No - a lot. If you're a young couple thinking about getting a dog, let me enlighten you: it is work. 

After a full 12 hours of "getting used to her," I started resenting this puppy. She was getting a lot of attention from Mike. No - a lot. I mean, how dare she. You are not the only one that likes to snuggle, Grey. I started thinking that she tricked me at the Shelter because she wouldn't get off of my lap, pretending she was interested in me. Well, she's smart - I'll give her that. And what if we wanted to go to dinner? Grey just had to come. What a little whiner. I was not jealous. I was just fiercely protective of my relationship with Mike that she was clearly infringing upon.

(Evidence of her trickery.)

But now, after watching her pick fights with Great Danes, chase down pigeons, jump on every stranger she meets, and her admirable unwavering love of construction tape, I absolutely adore here.

She's adorable,

playful,

strong-willed,

and she craves human contact. When she is chewing one of her toys, she has to play with it in our laps. And when she spends a lot of time in one of our laps, she will switch to the other to give us equal attention.

In sum, it probably isn't the best idea to get a dog if you have been dating someone for 6 months (at the time). But if you do, you may end up with a lovable nut like this...