we will make it just fine
Some would say that I love my dog too much. Humpf. To quote, “As if!” (Oh Clueless)
Last weekend my in-laws came to visit and they made it clear that Bella has no boundaries.
Just to be clear, she does have boundaries but we are okay with her cuddling in bed with us and getting on the furniture. She is really just a big love bug.
“Yo Bitches, What do you mean I don’t have boundaries?”
Since Bella was a rescue dog she came with a bunch of fears. And one thing she seemed to be scared of was her own voice. She barked so infrequently that when she did let one slip she would get this look like, “was that me?!?!”
As she has gradually gotten more comfortable in our home and now knows she is in a happy and safe place she has taken to strutting her stuff. Barking when that doorbell rings or when someone walks down the sidewalk. And keep in mind she is a Rottweiler. Her bark is fierce. But her bite? Uh…more like a lick?
“Don’t mess with me? I’ll tear you up!”
She has also gotten a lot more protective of me since she senses something different. I really think she knows I’ve got a bun in the oven. She goes in phases where she won’t leave my side and where she doesn’t like anyone coming near me.
“Enough with the kisses, sheesh!”
We schedule weekly play dates for her and take her to day care three days a week. She definitely has her share of what Keith calls “doggy stimulation” and if that makes me a crazy dog mama then that makes me a crazy dog mama. I just can’t stand the idea of her sitting in our house all day long alone. And she only likes the backyard when someone is out there with her.
“I will only sun myself if you watch”
This dog saved me. We got her after the second miscarriage and she brought so much mothering to my life that it eased the pain somewhat. It also made me less angry. It was hard to be so angry and so pissed off at the world when I saw her face everyday.
What’s not to love?
So you know what? My dog may not know all the fancy commands (but sit, lay down and hug) and that’s okay with me. She may like to chew all the stuffing out of her stuffed animals and holes in Keith’s socks. She may like to sit on my lap and sleep in my bed but that dog loves me and Keith something major. And the feeling is entirely mutual. I know introducing a baby into her life will be an adjustment. Heck, introducing a baby into my life will be an adjustment. But I have a feeling we are going to make it just fine.