Canine Comrades by Jen Hurowitz

Topic: Best Friends

In the past few months, my blog reading has escorted me to many posts about parenting. There may even be some Best Friend posts about children who are actually friends with their siblings. (Does this strange world exist?)

I love to see kids who consider their sibling a friend; or even a best friend. The longest relationship you will have with a relative is usually with a sibling, so it’s in your best interest to make it pleasant.

On that note, let me introduce you to my “kids.” In April 2010, my husband Alex and I adopted a pit bull named Fred. He is around 22 months old and is a beautiful shade of fawn. Just a few weeks ago, we started fostering a 14 month female pit bull named Angel. She has a brindle coat and white paws, giving the illusion that she stepped in paint.

Two pit bulls. I keep saying it out loud and laughing, wondering why people look at me like I’m crazy. They probably already think I’m crazy in the morning when I walk the two of them by myself. I do a pretty good job, but I think it’s only because they know I have access to their treats.

Even though we have settled into a routine, I’m tired. I am tired all the time. If I go to bed early, I’m tired. If I go to bed a little later, suspecting I’m getting too much sleep, I’m tired. If I nap, I’m tired. If I don’t nap, I’m tired.

In fact, I’m too tired to look at a thesaurus and come up with other, more exciting words for “tired.” I’ve already brutally murdered the poor word.

In all my epic tiredness, I haven’t been writing much. I have neglected my blog, my sad little blog. Two posts! Two posts in I-can’t-tell-you-how-long. I sit down to write, and one of the dogs wants to play, or both want to play, or one wants a belly rub, then the other gets jealous, then the other goes and sulks. Sigh.

But when I see them curled up next to each other, or one gives the other a kiss, it’s worth it. When I see them jogging next to each other, one always looking to make sure the other is there, my heart smiles.

A friend summed it up perfectly. They are pack animals and no matter how wonderfully their humans treat them, they are living in an alien world unless they have a doggie sibling. Not every family can have multiple dogs, but if you do, I guarantee you will be tired! (There’s that word again…)

But in our house, it has been a blessing. Even when I get hit in the face with their rapidly wagging tails (those things are like weapons!), I know they are happy and we saved two beautiful pit bulls. But even better, I know they love each other.

They’re best friends.

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2 Responses to “Canine Comrades by Jen Hurowitz”
  1. talleygilly says:

    Love this, and so glad you are enjoying the growing sibling friendship in your “pack.” If I could describe parenting in a nutshell, that same adjective of *tired* would completely apply!!! And you are so right about the thick muscled tail as a weapon, they wag with their whole bodies–my sister comments on that all the time about her Zelda :)

    • Jen says:

      Thank you for your encouragement Alexandra! They really are a pack now. And those tails! I’ve been smacked in the face before and it was not pleasant. :-)

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