Posted by Lauren Hartmann
Every Friday my baby goes over to her grandma’s house for a few hours in the morning so I can get some work done. Since she’s been doing this regularly over the past couple of months she’s developed a keen interest for Grandma’s cat Bianca (we only have a dog, which is probably part of the attraction), and last week while she was there my mother-in-law took a little video of them and sent it to me and I thought it was pretty cute. You’ll be able to see Fern pulling herself up in the video as well – her new favorite trick!
Posted by John Cave Osborne
Few things warm my heart like watching our baby play with Briggs, our faithful chocolate Lab. With five-year-old triplets constantly running amok, and an 11-year-old to boot, so often our baby is left to his own devices while we try to (momentarily, at least) regain control. And you know who always keeps him company?
Briggs. That’s who. The other “child” who’s been, from time to time at least, lost in our chaotic shuffle. And what’s so great is that you can totally tell that Luke LOVES Briggs.
But just the other day, something occurred to me. Briggs is almost ten and Luke’s only one. If something were to happen to Briggs in the next couple of years, Luke might not even remember him. I truly don’t think this will be the case, as it seems ol’ Briggs has plenty left in the tank.
Still, though, such a thought does give me pause. And if anything ever did happen to our family pet in the next year or two, there are so many things I’d want our baby to know about him. Here are ten of them.
Posted by Casey Wiegand
When my husband & I were dating he bought a Labradoodle named Macy and then for part of my wedding gift he gave me a little maltipoo named Ellie. These dogs were our “babies”. They slept in our bed, they went everwhere with us- they were our kids before kids! Two years later as we prepared to bring a baby into the home we were a teeny bit nervous about how the dogs would adjust and how they would treat our little Aiden.
Posted by Casey Mullins
The only thing I love more than my babies is my cats. What many people don’t realize is that babies and cats have a lot in common. They both want to be loved on their own terms, sometimes forcefully, sometimes passively and always forever. I had my baby in May and rescued two adult cats from the Indianapolis Humane Society in October on my half birthday. I’m a firm believer in rescuing old cats and one of my dreams was to find some cat no one else wanted and let him or her grow old in the sunny parts of my home.
I knew Wink would be mine as soon as I saw his one eye staring back at me from his profile photo. He lost his eye from a botched surgery to fix a problem with his eyelid and he’s perfect. He’s also a polydactyl, meaning he has thumbs on his front paws. The other cat, Percy, well he’s just a ball of love. We had no intention of getting two cats but Percy crawled right into Vivi’s stroller at the Humane Society and purred as she tugged on his ears. Any cat willing to voluntarily put up with that is a good cat. I sometimes wish the baby loved to nap as much as the cats and that sometimes the cats would follow directions like the baby, but in the end the cats and the baby have a lot more in common than one would think.