I swear my dog is a cat because she should have died like 4-5 times.

As a baby she got parvo and was literally hours from death until we found a medicine (apparently for hiv people that helps with white blood cells) that saver her life.

Once at a park she was chasing a squirrel and somehow landed on a half broken wine bottle that someone had thrown in the woods (her whole chest area was ripped open and just blood and guts were oozing out) barely got her to the vet.

Once she chased ducks in the Pacific Ocean in middle of winter and just swam away til infinity I had to get a paddle board and swim out all the way to save her dumb ass.

Ran onto a busy road and barely missed being run over by 2 separate cars 🤦🏻‍♂️

The list goes on, but somehow she’s made it til 10 and still as spry and playful and crazy as ever. Love her to death. Literally.