“I was nine when my family got Dipper and I’ve spent my last 15 years with him.
We share a birthday.
It’s amazing growing up with a dog.
Simply put, dogs are so much fun.
I spent hours under the kitchen couch, petting and tickling Dipper.
One of the joys of having Dipper was watching him run in our backyard because he used to get these spontaneous bursts of energy and run and run.
His energy was contagious and I played chase with him for hours.
The joint responsibility of owning Dipper brought my family closer together in that we shared the walking duties. Learning the work that comes with having a dog helped my personal growth.
This past year was difficult.
I was in medical school and was miserable from working day and night on material I didn’t like. Then I got a text from my mother, saying Dipper was doing terribly. He couldn’t control his bowels and he couldn’t stand up.
My mom thought he was going to die.”