It’s once again time for the AW Blog Chain! This month, DTKelly began the discussion by talking about how we are slaves to our animals. Donna continued by talking about her minpin and trying to write on the floor. She is seeking Haldol because the normal meds aren’t cutting it.
I’ve decided that I’m much more of a dog aunt than a dog mom. There are people who feel this way with human kids, I feel this way about canine kids. I have had dogs, five as an adult (three passed on, one ran away, and one is talked about below) and one when I was a child (but I was too young to remember that dog). There was a time in my life when I loved having dogs. I loved playing with them and walking them, even snuggling up on the couch with them.
In 2006, when we moved to our current home, we had to give up our dog. Juniper is a Staffie that we rescued from the shelter. She was a sweet, lovable dog, we just couldn’t find a place that would take her. I got her in November of 2004, the same month I got pregnant. She was my protector when I was pregnant, she loves Khaila, she’s a great dog.
When we were facing having to get rid of her, my mom and her husband said they would take her in so we didn’t have to take her back to the shelter. She was so depressed when we met her, I couldn’t stand the thought of taking her back. She had this way of looking at those who walked past her kennel as if to say, “You’re not going to take me so don’t bother stopping.” When we met her in the viewing room, she was a completely different dog. She played tug with Rick, gave me kisses, it was great!
The thing is, once Khaila was born, I felt like my time with Juniper wasn’t enough. I was so busy working and taking care of the house that there simply wasn’t enough time for her. Now that I’m just shy of two years removed from the full-time responsibility, I’m not sure if or when I would own another dog. I don’t know if I’m cut out to be mommy to both a curious toddler and a playful pup.
At this stage in my life, I’m going to let other people in my life parent the dogs. I’m going to be the “aunt” who goes over, feeds them treats, plays with them, and once they’re wound up, say goodbye! I’ll leave the poop-scooping, feeding, training, etc to those who possess the patience to do so!
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