I used to love my dog. I really did.
We got him before we had kids and my oldest, most loyal readers will remember that I used to devote posts to Rolo, filled with images of his furry antics and doggy t-shirts and photo shoots. Then, we had a baby and he got nudged down a few levels on the familial totem pole. He was no longer like a child to us and I definitely paid him less attention. Throw another couple kids into the mix and, I hate to say it, I often find him more of a nuisance than anything. Which is awful because he really is the best dog in the whole wide world. He has been nothing but fabulous with our kids, he is sweet and obedient and adorable and my first puppy love. I need to show him more love and not just get annoyed when he stands directly in the middle of the doorway as I’m trying to leave, 80-pound carseat on the crook of my arm, 56-pound diaper bag slung over my other shoulder, when all I want to do is kick him out of my way.
He’s a good boy. We need to go on a couple’s retreat or something.
Did your relationship with your pet change after you had kids?