I Love Him So!

My husband and I are the proud owners of an 8 month old Doberman called Ace that we’ve had since he was about 12 weeks old.  Ace is like family and most of the time I would rather spend time in bed hearing him at my bedroom window than spend time with most of the people that I know.

He loves me no matter what...if I am having a bad day or good day, if I am stressed or not, if I am well or sick... He is like my baby who will never grow up. J I would NEVER say having a dog is the same as having a child or children. It’s not. I would also never say being a parent is easy. I respect parents so much. But, personally, I feel there are definitely *similarities between having a child and having a dog. Loving, responsible pet owners absolutely go through “child-like” experiences with their animals.

The unconditional love from my dog melts my heart; the way he wags his tail (or tries to wag his tail as his was docked off soon after birth) when he sees me; the way he licks my hands and feet and climbs all over me, the way he jumps up to my bedroom window when he hears I’m in and pushes his face through the railings to be petted; the way he completely ignores my screams to ‘Stop it” (whatever it is); the way I worry when his barking seems a little bit different at night; the way my heart bleeds when he is being spanked even though I know he kinda deserves it …………He keeps me up at night with his racket but when I look into his brown eyes in the morning I seem to forget how upset I was the night before.

The only downside to having Ace is the constant little disagreement between my husband I as to how we want him to be brought up, as a fierce guard dog or as a loyal family pet. I’m delighted to say that nature seems to be winning over nurture and Ace is just a loveable rogue who’d rather play and be petted than to guard. And it is through no doing of mine, I swear! J