Laughing Your Way Through Infertility: Pets Aren’t Kids?!
“I love Annie Mae so much I feel like I gave birth to her!” Yes, yes…those words actually came out of my mouth one day when talking to my husband about my oldest cat who is ten years old. I might have also followed that statement with something along the lines of me being willing to throw myself into oncoming traffic in order to save her life if needed. This of course made him shudder at the thought of me becoming a pancake in the middle of the road while the little fur ball who hisses at everything and everyone ran free. But what can I say? I don’t have any children of my own and my four-legged friends, well, they are my kids.
Do you treat your bundle of fur more like the offspring you wish you had rather than an animal? If so, you are not alone. Many of us who are struggling to conceive (as well as many others who are not) treat their dogs, cats, birds, bunnies, and even roosters with the unconditional love and nurturing that would typically be expressed through a parent-child relationship.
We take them shopping, tuck them away in strollers for a walk through the park, arrange for doggie play dates, and even buy them more pairs of shoes and outfits than they could ever need. Many might deem this type of behavior as over the top doting and pampering as they firmly believe pets aren’t kids. However, to you and me, they are ‘our kids’ and we take our role as ‘parent’ very seriously and without apology.
I have two
fur babies and would proudly upgrade to the title of “crazy cat lady” by having more if it were not for my husband who has a two pet rule. He claims Noah brought in the ark only two of every animal and “this ark home” has hit its limit. sigh. Regardless of how many I have, when it comes to pampering them, there is no shame in my game! I dress them up for holidays, talk baby talk to them when they enter the room, and rock them when they will let me; and as I mentioned before, I would possibly risk my life for them.
Therefore in honor of my furbabies and your furbabies, I have dedicated this week’s Monday Funnies to our amazing four-legged
friends children…because after all, to us, PETS ARE KIDS. Enjoy!
I hope you were able to let out a little giggle, chuckle or full-blown snort laugh with this edition of “Laughing Your Way Through Infertility” and if you missed the last post, “The Fertility Diet (Revised)”, then you can find it by clicking here.
As always, have a great week and don’t forget to find time to laugh and enjoy the journey while you are on the path to reaching your destination.
I couldn’t have a post about furbabies without adding a few pictures of my ‘offspring’…
Meet Lola Bear. She is playful, curious, must be in the bathroom when you are, loves to chase flies, doesn’t like to be pet, and always has to run to her food bowl (that is always full) when you make the slightest movement.
Say hello to Annie Mae. She hisses, meows back when you ask her questions, despises Lola Bear, but is very affectionate and loves to be pet; however only by me or my husband. Everyone else, please pet with caution…and gloves.
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