There was an instant connection that intensified every week that I came in to visit her and finalize paperwork to call mine. I thought she fit the name “Jasmine” quite well, “a beautiful unique girl who is incredibly fun and wise. Loud and has a lot of spunk” (UrbanDictionary. com). It didn’t take long for Jasmine to become my best friend that loved me unconditionally, played with me when we felt playful and understood me. Jasmine is a very sociable dog, so she is able to pick up on routine, how people around her feel and wants nothing more than to please people.
She is the first one to greet me at the door with wet sloppy kisses on the check. Sometimes, she sneaks in a kiss right on my mouth and I am left with this eerie lingering smell and taste of dog salvia. She has a ritual of running around the apartment like a maniac to show how enthusiastic and excited she is of my returning home. Her burst of excitement ritual comes to an end when she goes to her food bowl, signaling for me to feed her.
She sits on her butt politely and waits patiently for me to pour her food and water. I snap my fingers at her, signaling it’s time to eat! My husband says when I am late returning from school; Jasmine will scratch at the door, after hours of waiting, when she hears me coming up the stairs. I feel she becomes anxious and worried when our routine is broken. She howls to let us know when she is distressed about her surroundings. It is important for me to make sure I have time to spend with Jasmine everyday.
We recently got a Siamese cat and Jasmine will let me know when she wants the attention shifted back on her by pawing at my arm aggressively. Our happiest and most enjoyable time together is during the weekends, as we can spend lots of time together. We like going for walks in the woods because we can be free and wild like nature itself. Amazingly, my pet can understand when I am not in a good mood. She won’t ask me to play; instead she will sit quietly beside me. When I am sick, she becomes very stubborn.
She will refuse to leave my room. She does not get up until I do so. She gets super clingy when I’m sad. When my husband and I argue, which is not very often, she hides under the sofa. My love for my pet is very special as it is a different kind love. Not even my family and friends can replace her. I can share my thoughts and still feel secure, as she will never tell anyone. She has a funny sense of humor and a personality that brightens my day. We protect each other and we are very loyal to one another. She is my best friend, Jasmine.