Please Meet Brady
For something new and different and lovely, please meet Brady.
Scroll >> He’s part of making this moment a bit easier. Stick around through the video. Worth it. Volume up.
He hopes to help you, too.
Brady was adopted eleven years ago. He was in two other homes before he joined our family. He was five then.
Brady hated the sound of motorcycles, fireworks, and thunder when he was younger. He can’t hear them now, which he appreciates.
He used to lose his mind around cardboard boxes, but has been desensitized. Exposures have been helpful.
He is scared of things in the sky, relative to him. I used to walk him over a bridge with large globe lanterns. He’d look up and turn us around. Same thing with hot air balloons and the very pesky, but consistent, moon.
Brady has been a part of many life events: he was present when my husband proposed to me, he kept my mother-in-law company in the last years, and very attentively, in the last days of her life. When I have hard days, he finds me. Although his human preference is tilted steeply toward my husband.
Brady is a disabled dog. (Like his mama!) Although he has four legs, he doesn’t really use his right hind leg in a functional fashion. He has steps to get onto our couch, and a ramp to get onto our bed. He spends most of his time sleeping. His cataracts have made his vision quite limited, and his hearing is terrible, but his sense of smell seems to have been piqued in lieu of other senses.
Brady makes me laugh. Every day. It is very rare that I wake up without his head near my pillow. He loves bagels. And begging for them because although they smell like nothing to me, he can’t get enough. He loves being on @instagram Live and loves that you ask for him. He’d love you, back.
Happy Saturday, friends.
Sending love,
a
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