I’ve only had Trey for a month. I chose her because we both hop the same. That may sound funny but it’s true.

I lost my right leg a few years ago in a freak accident. Trey lost her right front leg a few months ago when she was hit by a car. I met her through a friend who worked at the vet’s office where her owners abandoned her because they didn’t want to pay for her surgery. We looked at each other and I felt like she noticed about our legs.

I have to hop when my prosthetic leg isn’t on. It sucks. But if I start dwelling on it, along comes Trey running down the hall taking it all in stride (pun intended). That keeps me positive. It helps me be confident. She inspires me because she’ll try anything new!

So, when I came home and found that my 7 month old puppy had somehow gotten into my muscle relaxants, I scooped her up and headed right to the ER. I didn’t know how I was going to pay for it. I just knew Trey is supposed to be in my life and I wasn’t going to lose her now!