I am going to start with the obvious companion in my life: Kendra. I adopted her back in 2009 from a pug rescue. They found her on the streets after she’d been dumped by the puppy mill. She was a fragile little girl with attitude if another dog got too close. I call her the queen, the ham, but she is my girl through and through. She is there in the nights when I can’t stand to be alone, and the days when I just need someone to want me around. I’m almost getting teary-eyed thinking about my companion because she is over 4,000 miles away. Don’t worry, the grandparents are taking good care of her.
On a more creative vibe, here are some other “companions” I could not live without. I interpret companion to mean something/someone that is there in the good times and bad. Obviously my family is a form of companion, but let’s stick with symbolic representations for now. Check out the captions to see my interpretation.