Unspoken Truth

My dog is named Nemo since he was the runt of the litter or 10, plus if I put on the dvd he sits still as if he is watching it. JB named his dog Remy. Ironically, the dogs we chose match our personalities. Nemo is friendly, but teritorial and slightly selfish. Remy is not impressed with anything and keeps to himself. He always manages to find a spot away from the action.

With JB and I both having dogs now is adding a new dymanic to our relationship.
It forces us to make more time for each other and to stay on a schedule. This is a good thing. These puppies have given us some hilarious moments. I had all the dogs for the first week. I had to check myself. I was giving major baby mama drama. I called JB one day and he told me he had a hard day at work and was tired so he is taking a nap. I was like I get up at the crack of dawn to take the dogs out, work hard, come home cook dinner, clean house, play with the kids, and you going to lay on your ass talking about you tired. I just had to laugh as I heard those words come out of my mouth. I know it is not the same, but I have a greater respect for single parents.

I have not had a pet in 28 years. This is a huge responsibility. A puppy can be almost expensive as a child. I treat Nemo as if he is a child, unfortunately he is spoiled rotten by now. I don't feel guilty about too many things that I may do, but when I leave for work in the morning and he just stares at me with those big brown eyes looking all sad and pittiful. It just kills me. To make up for it, I spend every moment with him from the time I come home. I even let him sleep at the foot of the bed so he feels close to me.

We pretty much have settled into a routine and I plan to post frequently again.