I realize a dog is only a tiny bit like having a kid, and I've been told that I will forget about the dog when I have a kid (never!). But it sure feels like Andy is our kid. Here's why:
- We hug him and tell him we love him multiple times per day
- We pick him up when we get home and ask if he's missed us
- We hold him like a baby on the couch with us (he's not allowed on the couch any other time)
- He falls asleep in our arms
- I wipe the goonk from his eyes every morning
- I feed him and tell him he better finish his breakfast / dinner
- He throws his food all over the floor and carries it to multiple rooms
- If one of us is not home, the other will put Andy on the phone to talk
- We make his bed for him each night (lay comforter on floor)
- He takes out all his toys and throws them around, right after I've picked them all up
- When he has an upset stomach, we make him special food, give him meds, and stay home from work to take care of him
- When he comes in from outside and he's dirty, I make him sit down and give me each paw so I can wipe it off
- We make sure he gets to play with his friends (dog park or daycare)
- We kiss him on the nose to say goodnight and goodbye
- We are very, very sad when we have to leave him
- We give him baths, even though he hates them
- We tell him he needs to be more careful and play nice, when he plays too rough
- We say god bless you when he sneezes
- When he's bad we yell "Andrew Healey!!!"
- We photograph our family, including him
- We sign our cards - Brendan, Sarah and Andy Healey
- When he cries, we tell him it's ok
- We call him puppy, honey, pup-dog, pup, bub...and Andy of course
- We love to show him off to all of our friends, and get all excited when someone says he's cute (because it clearly runs in the family)
- And most of all....we love him more than we ever thought we could love something