The twins were in school, the baby was asleep, the breakfast dishes were done, and the dog was whimpering to come inside. I let the her in, and she immediately went to her spot in the sun on the hardwood floor, her big brown eyes begging for some attention as I walked by with a load of laundry. I stopped, knelt down to her warm, black fur. It was the first time in almost a year I actually sat with her and loved on her for more than 10 seconds. Before your first child is born, you swear your relationship with your pet is not going to change. I said it myself. The realization here is the family pet IS neglected after children come into your lives. You still love it, but it’s needs are ALWAYS behind the needs of your child—and, that alone is a full-time job. I’ve vowed today to make more of an effort to give our dog more attention. Because, as I sat there with her this morning, I realized there is not a being out there—besides my husband and I—who loves those kids as much as this dog.
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