The other night I was lying in bed and realized that I am 110% crazy. Dog crazy. I’m the crazy dog lady (married to a crazy dog man). When I had this realization I was comfortably drifting off to sleep with Enzo, our 35lbs. collie/whippet mix, curled up between my knees. Lylee, our 65lbs. husky/boxer mix was behind me, lying between K and I with her paws draped across my back. He had his arm wrapped around her back. Essentially it was a triple-spoon situation. Weird, right? That’s when I decided we’re totally bonkers.
On top of that, last Friday my dogs and I were invited to a doggie birthday party for our good friend, Ernie the miniature dachshund. Lylee stayed home, but Enzo and I went and had a marvelous time! We celebrated his first birthday with hats, gifts, and human and puppies cakes. Ernie’s mom, Kayla, said that he passed out from happy exhaustion as soon as we left.
Yesterday I met my other best friend and her pup, Bones, at a local elementary school and we had a puppy playdate at the fenced-in playground. Obviously the company I keep know what’s important in life, too: four paws and a wet nose.
It used to bother me that people mocked me for gushing about my dogs or pointed out the yellow dog hair on my pants. Honestly, though, I don’t care 🙂 My dogs are amazing, intelligent little souls. They love they harbor for K and me is immeasurable. As much as I love them, I know they love us more because we are literally their entire world. We don’t deserve that love, but it doesn’t stop them.
How crazy is that? I have to ability to fill their tummies, make them happy, keep them safe, discipline them, etc. Their entire lifestyle depends on us… so why wouldn’t I obsess over them? Their happiness and health is my responsibility.
We don’t have children- and I know that kids bring a whole new set of emotions, responsibilities, and hurdles- but right now our dog have the basic needs of humans, children, etc. They want to be fed and loved. They need to be healthy and exercised. They seek comfort when they’re scared or injured. They have favorite snacks, actives, and ways to be loved.
I know that I am on the extreme end of this dog-mom spectrum. Our babies sleep with us, ride in the car, get Christmas gifts, and have playdates. (At the same time, because of this strong bond, 98% of the time I know what my dogs want, need, and prefer.) I can tell you what my dogs will do before they do it. No everyone is that invested; I get it.
BUT… if you are a dog owner or you are considering getting (adopting) a pup, you owe them more than food, water, and shelter. (That’s all the State of Ohio requires. That’s a load of cow poo.) Some dogs have the intelligence and emotional capacity of a 2 year old child. You don’t need a kid to know how smart and emotional a 2 year old can be. On top of food and shelter you owe your 4-legged friend love, attention, proactive healthcare, exercise, and loyalty.
Can you tell I’m a little passionate about this? I’ll wrap it up, but not without a video I saw last week:
My heart is so grateful for the love my dogs give me- I can only attempt to return that love to them.
Do you have a dog? What’s your favorite thing to do with your dog? Have you considered adding a dog to your family?