Farewell My Little Love

On Tuesday I said goodbye to one of my hearts most cherished treasures. I said goodbye to our family dog, Canela. She lived a life filled with love, both in giving and receiving. 

She would have turned 17 in December and I have no doubt that she would have lived past that, but it was her time. She was no longer having good days, and her body just wasn’t coping with her aged body. My family and I are certain without doubt that she held on to life as long as she did because of our love for her. 

I remember the day we brought her home, I was in grade 4 and I had convinced my mom I was sick. I was so excited to be getting a puppy and she was adorable – absolutely adorable. Over the course of Canela’s life I trained her to do numerous tricks such as, play dead, army crawl, roll over, shake a paw, dance and a few others. She was one smart cookie. 

Canela was a family dog, but it was clear who her mom was – my mom. If my mom got up Canela was up, if my mom moved Canela moved. It was like this to the end. This isn’t to say the rest of us were chopped liver, but Canela adored my mom. It saddens me to know how sad my mom is over the loss of her. It has hit my entire family hard but for my mom it especially breaks my heart.

My youngest sister was in grade 1 when we got Canela and now she is married with a 1 year old and plans for another. Canela has been thru so much, she will be missed. It’s crazy to think of how much time she’s experienced with our family. 

“Pets” are more than just pets, they are extensions of your beating heart. Filling your life with so much more meaning than you would otherwise have. Canela was practically 17 and my little Nutmeg will be 7 in November. Time is precious and so are their lives.

I have no doubt my life has been enriched because of Canela’s place in it, she will be missed more than words can express. 

My hope is that you all can experience such fulfilling love in your lifetime.

– Steph


What Matters Most

There is nothing quite as satisfying as having your dog curl up next to you – in my case my dog often curls up in my arms or by my neck.

There is just something about the love of a dog. 

Nutmeg  (my dog) is 6 years old. It’s been an amazing 6 years and I hope to have many more. Life would not be the same without her. 

She calms me down and has given me purpose. To care for her and in turn care for myself. Having her in my life has been one of my greatest blessings. 

If you have a dog I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. And if you don’t have a dog but are thinking about one I encourage you to take that step BUT only if you are going to commit. Dogs aren’t disposable – when you buy one it should be with a lifetime in mind.

When I bought Nutmeg I knew in my heart she was non-negotiable. When I moved around (which I’ve done a lot) I always picked dog friendly buildings. Even if that meant spending more money. I made a commitment to Nutmeg the day I bought her. She’s a loyal little soul and deserves the same in return. 

Even if you’re not thinking about getting a dog, but another animal instead I encourage you to look into it. I researched for 2 years before I bought Nutmeg. It may not take you that long BUT know what you are getting into. 

Through the good and the bad she’s remained constant. Through all the changes she’s been there, and that my dear friends is priceless. The kind of love a pet (in my case a fur baby) can give you and you can give in return is truly amazing and is one of the simple ways our hearts can remind us that we know what it is to feel.

– Steph

Have You Felt This Kind of Love?


So this post is going to be a bit sappy… it’s basically just going to express how much I love my little dog….my fur baby Nutmeg (Yes I called her a fur baby)…and as much as I call her my trusty side kick… she’s definitely been my hero.

My sister and I were talking on our way home from the gym, about how I’ve moved all over (not always the best idea… my impulsive actions and being improperly medicated were always BIG factors) My sister E and I are incredibly close and we were discussing how the distance was really hard on the both of us.

And that’s where Nutmeg was brought up. I made the comment that I had no idea what I would have done without her. She’s been on every adventure and she has literally saved me from myself.

In particular when I lived on my own, and hit lows that made getting out of bed seems like death itself … my little Nutmeg would stay by my side for as long as I was in bed BUT she’d also motivate me to get up so I could take her out for her walks..  getting us both some well needed fresh air and sunshine.

Her unconditional love has to be one of the most beautiful qualities that she’s brought into my life. I cry… sometimes AND I don’t always have a reason to explain why… and Nutmeg never expects one. She curls up with me, offering a few kisses. And just makes me feel like it’s okay; she loves me regardless.

It’s been a huge blessing having Nutmeg. When I bought her in 2010… I had been planning and wanting a dog of my own for over 3 years, I wanted to prove to myself I was ready and capable of having responsibility (a lot had been going on in my life) Nutmeg brought out the best in me even when I didnt see or feel it. Quitting with her wasn’t an option. She was my responsibility and I couldn’t abandon her.

When I moved around I was told it would be easier if I sold her… got rid of her. Apartments that allow dogs are few … and always have hefty fees. BUT getting rid of her WAS/IS NOT an OPTION. I took on the responsibility of being a pet owner and I do not believe in throwing a dog or a pet away because it’s not convenient. That’s not fair. You don’t take their love and then toss them to the side at your leisure. So when I moved… I paid the fees. I found buildings that took me and Nutmeg…or it was a no deal.

I’ve cried over her in respects to feeling like I’ve let her down… Dogs are just so loyal… and aside from my family and a few select friends … when it came/comes to such love I can’t even begin to measure it. She is such a strong heartbeat that keeps mine going. This may seem Malo dramatic … but seriously she is such a huge part of my life and happiness.

Tonight when I got home from the gym around 11pm… Nutmeg ran out from her bed to greet me. Seeing her, seriously always warms my heart. As I’m writing this post we are playing fetch with her teddy bear and mini zebra… playtime with her is at any given time… and when my insomnia is in full force lo and behold she’s up with me.

Lately since the weathers been so nice we have been playing soccer … mind you she’s smaller than the ball BUT she loves running along side it and jumping around it when it stops…. I laugh every time because she just looks so happy and cute.

She lays in the hammock with me… and while I watch movies she is either on my lap or sleeping around my neck and shoulders.

I could babble more about how much I love my dog BUT I’ll cap it for now. Money does not buy happiness… but it did buy me Nutmeg and from day 1 she’s warmed my heart when I thought it’d gone cold. She has taught me so much about love, responsibility and not giving up. She is priceless.

It may all sound silly… but I love my dog that much and then some. When times get tough and I start to drown in emotions… she somehow always manages to make me smile. And I know I will make it. She needs me and I need her. Today’s post in short … was me counting one of my blessings. A huge blessing in and small 4 legged 4lb package. Love.

– Steph