Personal: Posey | Analisa Joy Photography | San Diego, CA Photographer

Growing up my mom was allergic to animals so whenever we had a dog it always had to stay outside. When I left for college I lived in complexes that didn’t allow animals. When I got engaged to Trent he told me that he didn’t want to have any pets for the first couples years of our marriage. I thought my dream to have my own dog would never come true and I made sure to be kind of dramatic about it. In my downtime I would search pages and pages worth of puppy ads online. I searched anywhere from shelters, breeders, and homes whose dogs were popping out puppies left and right like little bunnies. I would show Trent my favorites and he would humor me and then say, “maybe in a couple of years.”

When Christmas approached my doggy obsession grew worse. I would email Trent while he was at works with ads of my favorite dogs and then make him look at more when he got home. Let’s just say I was pushing him to his limits with my dog craze. On Christmas day, I was certain that Trent bought me a puppy. He kept telling me to stay in the house and relax and I thought it was all a ruse to keep me from going outside to find a fluffy furball with a big red bow. Well, he really did just want me to enjoy the morning and relax and instead he bought me a puppy calendar.

When 2013 hit I became annoyingly persistant. One night while showing Trent another dog he just rolled his eyes and said, “fine get a dog if you want too.” You would think I would love that response, but when you beg for something for so long you want your significant other to be just as excited. His attitude made me not want to get the dog and we began to argue opposing points yet again. However, this time he was pushing to buy a dog and I was opposed to it because I did not want one until Trent displayed that he wanted one to my same extent. Good thing I hooked him while we were young, right? Otherwise, I think he would have thought that I was nuts! He probably thinks that anyways.

I gave up on the dog obsession (for a day) and then I fell upon an ad for a beautiful, red merle, mini Australian Shepherd. I’ve been pretty picky about what I wanted in a dog and she checked off everything on my list. Whenever I find something that I just “gotta have” my heart beats super fast and my face gets hot. When the symptoms started coming I knew that we could not pass up on this wonderful puppy. I cleaned the house, made dinner, and when Trent came home I showed him the ad. He took one look and he finally said (with enthusiasm), that we should get this dog. Who knows if he was sincere, but I went along with it and proceeded to dance all around the house. He then gave me a list of rules– the dog cannot lay in the beds, on the couch, or practically any room with carpet. She must stay behind baby gates, in her crate, or outside. I was just like, whatever, whatever let’s go get her. The week dragged on and in the mean time I read Australian Shepherd guides, loaded my house with doggy goodies, and even dreamed about our new puppy. We picked her up in Irvine last Thursday and my heart melted. She was the sweetest puppy I have ever seen. We named her Posey because my mom loves that name and because it kind of goes along with my profession. I was so excited to sit with her on our 1.5 hour drive home, but to my surprise Trent asked if he could instead. It only took Trent a few seconds to become a total sucker under Posey’s spell. Luckily, she adjusted to her new home quickly and within her first week she has already learned how to sit, lay down, come, and play in her crate. Trent loves little Posey and every time I leave the room I come back to him cuddling with her on the couch. So much for the rules, he was the first to break them all! She is such a mellow and easy going puppy. When you work home alone, all day, with no co-workers it gets a little lonely. It’s nice to have a little distraction beyond virtual faces. We are now a happy little family of three and I am counting down the days till she is potty trained so that my heart doesn’t stop every time I see her squat. Here is Posey’s first photo debut. Let’s just say she lived up to her name. She is now 9 weeks old!