We have a corgi named Yogi. He was a rescue dog, but I am going to paraphrase something I saw on a bumpersticker the other day “I’m not sure who rescued who”. He joined us on our Parkinson’s journey about 8 years ago and it has been a very good thing for both of us. While having a pet creates an additional burden, the benefits that come alongside owning a dog definitely outweigh the challenges.

It is great having Yogi and feeling the unconditional love and devotion that he brings. He is always happy to see me and will accept whatever I have to give. He can be a bit demanding at times but he is not judgmental, and always understands that what I often need most is just a hug.

Yogi gives my husband and I both a reason to get up every morning and then later takes us out of the house for his daily walk. He also knows the importance of taking naps and loves sharing the cuddle bench with us at the end of the day. He is a great listener and is full of kisses when things are not going well, or anytime really, his licking is limitless. There is the fact that he is just so darn cute that all he has to do is be here and it puts a smile on my face and lightens my load.

Sometimes I wish I could have his life, so carefree with the only worry when his next meal or walk is. While he does appear to have some emotions, they are limited and short term unlike the intense and complex life I share with my husband. So, on those days when I want to give it all up and have a dog’s life, I need to look at all the wonderful people who surround me and be thankful that I can love and appreciate them fully, PD and all. Then, I need to grab the leash and take a walk with my best four-legged friend ever.