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When I woke up from the coma I had no idea how much time had passed nor was I really aware of how I landed myself in the Cleveland Clinic ICU.The last thing I knew I had Tony take me to a Lake Health hospital. I had flu like symptoms and told them I was going to pass out. They checked my oxygen; 68%. They immediately put me on oxygen with a c-pap machine. I had cold air blowing at the back of my throat, what little breath I had was taken away from the force of the air rushing into my face. They took x-rays of my lungs. The doctor grabbed his chest and almost fell back. All he saw was pure white. I was drowning. Severe pneumonia. I wanted a drink of water. The nurse sternly said, “if you take the oxygen off your face you’re going to die!” I remember thinking, it’s just a drink of water, this woman didn’t have to be a bitch. 

Its funny, I can’t exactly describe it but dogs and their owners often go together in an uncanny way that makes them perfect for one another but still unique compared to the next pair of dog and owner. Its cute. People look like their dogs, or their dogs look like them, or they complement each other, at least. 

My Dini is a distinctive pup. He’s got pomp and style. He’s an alpha. He’s compact but sturdy. He is small but mighty. He is soft and cute but has the bark of a doberman. All are ways I could also describe myself. I’ve got style, Im cute, Im distinctive. I’ve got a bark bigger than people like sometimes. I’m definitely sturdy. And yes, I’ve even been called an “alpha.” Dini and I go together. He is my best friend and we complement one another. No, I don’t look like a dapple wiener dog, but we go together nonetheless.