My biggest fear about having children? It’s not the physical discomfort for 9 months, the labor pains, or the thought of raising a teenager…it’s how our first baby (and former only child), will deal with a new addition. You see, while many newlyweds start making baby plans after the honeymoon, we decided adding a furbaby to our family would suit us better (and by we, I mean I begged papa Rob for 6 months before he finally caved).
Our life revolves around this dog. We plan our vacations to pet friendly hotels. We spend our wkends at doggie bakeries and pet stores, dog parks and dog bars. He sleeps in our bed. We celebrate his birthday. He signs birthday cards. He gets us Mother's & Father's Day cards (as long as his parents remember).
I’ve cared for him the way one would care for a new baby. The first week he was home, his poltergeist vomiting episode scared me so much, I wrapped him in his blanky & begged Rob to break the speed barrier as we rushed him to the hospital…That same week, while we attempted to crate train with his crate right next to our bed, the crying killed me. After that, I spent the next 3 months sleeping on the floor next to his crate with my hand stuck in there because I couldn’t stand the thought that he felt all alone.
He lies next to me on the bathroom floor when I’m sick. He licks my tears when I’m sad. The excitement he has when I come home makes me feel like I’m the light of his life. DOG is my co-pilot and Squishy, you have some huge furry shoes to fill. But treat him right, and you'll never want for a better friend than your big brother.
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