Chas was lonely before he met me. He lived alone is his one bedroom, basement apartment. He would eat rice for dinner and fall asleep on the couch every night dreaming of meeting me (or really, listening to sermons). So in his loneliness he got a dog. Scooter has a sad story. His previous owners wanted to have him put down for biting. But dear, sweet Chas jumped in and saved the day! He took Scooter home thinking "There's nothing wrong with this dog." Then a few months later, Chas and I met and fell in love. We had a whirlwind courship, getting engaged within 4 months and married after 9. We fell in love hard and fast!
Scooter had jealousy issues. One day early on, if not the first week of our relationship, Chas and I were kissing on his couch. And out of nowhere Scooter tried to bite my face off! He lunged for me and tried to attack. After that, I never liked him again. We got married and moved into our own one bedroom apartment and I dreamed of having a baby. I'd told Chas from day one I wasn't comfortable with Scooter around my future babies, "what if he bites?" Scooter had his fair share of incidents, biting my leg, Chas' hand, he tried to bite a friend who was watching him for us. Then, one sad night, he sealed his fate.
Scooter had something stuck to his face. I reached to get it off and snap! He bit my finger. He broke the skin, I was bleeding, and of course, crying hysterically. I had to go to the dr., get a tetanus shot, and Chas agreed, if I got pregnant, we would find Scooter a new home. Fast forward a few months later we got the wonderful news that little Noah was on the way. We started looking for a new home for Scooter. We found one immediately with the help of a friend. And no, I don't feel sorry for Scooter. I don't doubt for one second that he doesn't have a better life with them.
So now, we have no pet. It's glorious. I don't have plans to get another dog anytime soon. Noah, however, loves dogs. He loves playing with the dogs at my mom's house. It brings him great joy and I'll admit, it is pretty darn cute. But in a way, I already have a dog....
And just like a dog, we have accidents. I can't tell you how many times I've cleaned pee off the carpet in the last month. Noah is wiggly. He wiggles away as fast as he can after a bath or during a diaper change. His tiny, bare hiney is so darn cute I always think "Oh, what's the harm in letting him be free for a minute." Then I hear that sound and his laughter. He's peeing. Great. And we gave away all of our pet carpet cleaning products because we gave away our dog. Sadly, it doesn't stop with pee. I've picked up some poop lately too. Technically, that's my fault. I grab the diaper to take to the bathroom so I can spray it out and something falls out. Fun.
What about you? Does your child remind you of a pet? I have more love for this baby than I've ever had for animal. Lucky him, I won't be finding him a new home no matter how hard he bites me.