Lexie is THE dog. All 110 pounds of her—from her humongous paws to her wrinkly droopy dog lips, she is absolutely nothing but pure loyal, unconditional, and unfailing love.
We adopted Lexie through the American Bullmastiff Association’s rescue service when she was 11 months old. My husband and I knocked on the fostering family’s door, which opened to two huge bullmastiffs playing on the floor with two giggling and happy toddlers loving and climbing on them. One majestic-looking dog undoubtedly stood out–Lexie’s wildly wagging tail was a paradox to the sad, morose face when she stood to see who was at the door. The moment I looked into those beautiful brown eyes, she had my heart. She ran to my husband when he called her and the happy tail wag continued when she leaned against me while he patted her side. There was an immediate bond.
Since coming into our household, Lexie has become a member of our family. She has her spot on the couch, but she usually tries to invade our space to snuggle. She follows us throughout the house, leaves her Kong toys on the floor for us to trip over, and snores louder than my husband when taking a nap. She’s juicy and slobbery after she drinks her water and the slime usually ends up on the walls, the furniture, and our pants, but the constant cleaning is a labor of love. She’s a warm, firm pillow on which the kids often fall asleep. She’s the intimidating shadow that helps answer the door, silently telling the person on the other side that she’s here to protect us. She’s the dog that travels with us while camping, taking long trips, and hanging out in the backyard. She greets us in the morning with a loving snort and watches over us while we sleep. She’s one of us. She’s our 110-pound toddler.
We thought we were doing a heroic act when we rescued Lexie because we were giving her a home, food to eat, and a family to love. But, now, when she has me squeezed against the side of the couch with half her body and huge warm head in my lap and her snores are loud enough to drown out the television, I realize that Lexi rescued us. She rescued us from never having the experience of being loved with such perfect loyal, unconditional, and unfailing love.
If you haven’t adopted an animal from a local shelter or rescue service before, RUN–don’t walk–to your nearest shelter. There is a sweet, loving, and loyal stray pet eagerly waiting to rescue you.