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It was only a matter of time before I posted something about the love of my life: My little, 10 month old puggle, Eva La Rue Hargest. This small bundle of love was purchased for me by my then-boyfriend as a Valentine’s Day present, and, she is arguably the best gift I’ve ever received.  I won’t lie and say that everything associated with having a puppy is great and fun, she’s certainly destroyed her fair share of items throughout my apartment, but she’s been the best example of unconditional love that I’ve CHOSEN to allow into my life. (Clearly family is the GREATEST example of unconditional love, however let’s be honest, you don’t get to pick them!)

As time went on, she started resembling a dog, rather than a large headed alien, which was exciting!  I imagine it’s the same type of feeling a mother has when her baby starts walking and talking and is no longer a muted houseplant.   However what wasn’t exciting was that the relationship with the puppy gift-giver was taking a quick nose dive. I would call my friends, mother, seeeeesteR*, and co-workers searching for a shoulder to cry on, and they all graciously agreed to be that shoulder for me. I would call them at all hours of the day and night, crying my eyes out and listening to their past experiences to try to make sense of the whole mess. To them, I am eternally grateful. BUT, I found comfort in the most unsuspecting of creatures, my tiny ball of fur, which I have affectionately nicknamed “Stinkus” ❤ .

That dog would see me crying and immediately jump on my lap and sleep. If I was in bed at 7:30 on a Saturday, so was she. If I was up at 1:30 in the morning with Skelladay or Lish, she was sitting next to me, gnawing on her favorite pig ear.

I never understood when Lish would tell me that her puppy Oliver was a huge comfort to her when she was taking on her own personal downward spiral into man-hell. It’s true. Animals can sense things that require no form of verbal communication. Without the guidance and love given to me by humans in my life coupled with a warm canine sleeping under the covers with me, I’m not sure where I’d be. Actually, I take that back…I know EXACTLY where I’d be…miserable and in a constant state of puffy-eyes from crying.

Carrie Bradshaw said it best: “No matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you’ll never get through it without your friends.”

This brings us to the present day. Happy as a little clam and with the ability to look back on my failed relationships with love rather than hate, which I honestly feel is the hardest thing to achieve. I’ve ALLOWED myself to put things into perspective and realize who is important in my life: family, friends, and Eva…equally. Now that I was able to see exactly who was there for me during my lowest moment, I decided  that from this point forward, if any of my loved ones become compromised because of a relationship, that unlucky man will be immediately shown the door.

Lucky for them, my family doesn’t live in Pittsburgh, and Lish and Skelladay live on opposite sides of the country, so the only one they need to impress is my little Evaboo J

Disclaimer, Gentlemen beware: If you so much as look at my dog the wrong way, you WILL be sorry. If you make any snide remarks about how she just peed in the house, I will kindly remind you that at one point in your college life, YOU have peed in your house. And God forbid you lay a hand on her, you will receive a new asshole courtesy of Hargusta herself.





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