Remembering when Buda came home #tbt / Recordando cuando Buda llego a casa (ESP-ENG)

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_{This post is both in English and Spanish, you can go directly to english by clicking HERE}

¡Hola hivers!💜

FELIZ AÑO NUEVO!!! Salud, amor y prosperidad para ustedes, mi querida comunidad. Espero que se encuentren bien y felices, que hayan disfrutado este fin de año. Para mi no ha sido exactamente festivo, he tenido a Buda, mi perrita, algo enferma, así que ando de enfermera. Aunque ya tiene tratamiento, todavía estamos muy al pendiente de que lo cumpla y de ver como mejoran sus síntomas.

Me puse a recordar cuando Buda llegó a mi vida. Tuve a Mía, un poodle negrito, por 14 años. Murió en la pandemia y desde ahí dije que no quería más perritos. Me dolió mucho perderla y no quería pasar de nuevo por ese dolor. Mi hermano decidió tener uno y llegó Boss. A él le dije que no podía quererlo, porque solo tenía espacio para Mía en mi corazón, así que Bossito se encargó de romper toda mi ropa interior, robarse los marcadores, washi tapes y todo lo que pudiera para robarse mi corazón. Y Boss me dio el mejor regalo: Buda.

Cuando nacieron sus perrhijos, eran 2 de su color, los morochos: Yuya y Simba, y una negrita, Buda. Necesitaron una niñera y los trajeron a mi casa, Buda entró y fue como si ella sabía que este sería su hogar. Dije que me iba a fugar con ella a Colombia, pero era todavía muy chiquita para despegarla de su mamá, así que me tocó esperar.

En octubre del 2022 Buda vino a vivir formalmente con nosotras. Debo decir que se robó mi corazón y el de mi mama que no estaba muy convencida de tener más perros. Su adaptación fue muy rápida, era impresionante, parecía como si ella hubiera estado de viaje y hubiera vuelto a casa.

No se si son cosas mías, pero tiene muchas cosas de Mia y eso me calienta un poco el corazón. He entendido eso que dicen de lo diferente que es tener un perrito a tus 20’s, porque le das todo lo que no pudiste a tu perrito anterior y es parecido a criar un niño (vamos a pensar que estoy practicando).

Amo a Budi, y bueno quería compartirles sus fotos cuchis de cuando llego a casa. Sigue siendo cuchi pero como con 15 kilos mas de amor. Esto me distrae un poco de ser una dog mom algo hipocondríaca que solo quiere que mejore, se robe las cosas y corra, juegue y recupere su apetito.

Gracias por leerme
Con cariño, G.

English

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Hi hivers! 💜

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Health, love and prosperity to you, my dear community. I hope you are well and happy, that you have enjoyed this end of the year. For me it has not been exactly festive, I have had Buda, my dog, a little sick, so I'm on nursing duty. Although she already has treatment, we are still very much on the lookout for her to comply with it and to see how her symptoms improve.

I started to remember when Buda came into my life. I had Mia, a black poodle, for 14 years. She died in the pandemic and from then on I said I didn't want any more puppies. It hurt me a lot to lose her and I didn't want to go through that pain again. My brother decided to get one and Boss came along. I told him I couldn't want him, because I only had room for Mia in my heart, so Bossito took it upon himself to tear all my underwear, steal the markers, washi tapes and everything he could to steal my heart. And Boss gave me the best gift: Buda.

When her puppies were born, they were 2 of her color, the brown ones: Yuya and Simba, and a black one, Buda. They needed a nanny and brought them to my house, Buda came in and it was as if she knew this would be her home. I said I was going to run away with her to Colombia, but she was still too young to take her away from her mother, so I had to wait.

In October 2022 Buda came to live formally with us. I must say that she stole my heart and that of my mom who was not very convinced about having more dogs. Her adaptation was very fast, it was impressive, it seemed as if she had been on a trip and had come back home.

I don't know if it's just me, but she has a lot of Mia's things and that warms my heart a little. I understood what they say about how different it is to have a puppy in your 20's, because you give her everything you couldn't to your previous puppy and it's similar to raising a child (let's think I'm practicing).

I love Budi, and well I wanted to share with you his spooky pictures from when he first came home. He's still cuchi but with about 50 pounds more love. This distracts me a little from being a somewhat hypochondriac dog mom who just wants him to get better, steal things and run, play and get his appetite back.

Thank you for reading me
With love, G..