Its amazing no matter how bad your animals act you love them unconditionally. I assume this is similiar to having children. Which I better get used to because I have one on the way. J/K Mom! This is my baby Carmine (as close to a child as I am going to get for a while!) he is an Attractive Male Shih Tzu, and I am proud to be his owner (most of the time...LOL).
Yesterday five o' clock rolled around and once again it was time to "close up shop" and run home and take care of the munchkins (the dogs). As I opened my garage I could hear Carmine, my Shih Tzu going on Pit Bull, screaming at the top of this lungs. "Mommy, Oh my goodness I hear you out there, hurry up, I have been all by myself all day!" I rush to the front door to say hello, put down my purse, pick up my rug-rat and then sit down and attempt to breathe as he suffocates me with his face! We then went on our routine potty trip outside, followed by a gourmet dinner, and a nice belly rub.
I decide its time to start getting my Christmas presents ready to ship to my mom and Liz, and to pack the others for grandma's house. I started picking them up only find that my beautiful baby boy had decided that the Christmas tree resembled the one, we frequent in the backyard. Yes, my beloved angel peed on all of my presents, not to mention, the tree and skirt! I could have died. As I was fuming I turned around only to find the "little rat" snuggled up on his lush suede bed, sleeping. I saw that little face and couldnt bear the thought of waking him let alone yelling at him. Soft, I know!
I realized something yesterday, though. Can you believe a one year old puppy taught me the meaning of patience and forgiveness. No matter how many times, I go to a friends house a month, or leave him to go to work, he always forgives me! When I get home, nothing else in the world matters to him but to spend time with his mommy and his best friend. So I figured, yeah he slips up and I end up spending 3 hours re-wrapping everything, but what he gives me in return is worth all of it.
I also learned to not put wrapped Christmas presents under the tree with a one year old puppy. Common sense you would think...Ask Carye, I have none! Book smart as hell, but I would lose my head if it wasnt attached my body.
