Your Dog Is Not a Baby. But My Baby May Very Well Be a Dog.
Thalia is up all night - sometimes every hour. It's driving me nuts.
Yeah, Buster was up all night too. It's sooooo difffffficult.
Thalia swallowed a penny and I'm freaking out. I might have to take her to the doctor.
Oh I understand. I had to take CC to the vet when she ate a coffee bean.
Thalia is starting solids, we're so excited!
Ziggy just tried a new dog food too!
You only think I'm exaggerating.
Truth be told, I probably would have done the same thing before I had kids. In fact, I think I did. Mea culpa.
But now suddenly I'm feeling more forgiving as I realize that Sage may, in fact be part canine.
-Crawls around on all fours with toys with her mouth
-Finds toys under the couch them brings them to us
-Likes to have her belly rubbed
-Eats food off the floor
-Happy to pee on the living room floor
-Eats dog food
You be the judge.
On a separate note Sage is now sleeping through the night. (Yippee!) Thank you for all the supportive comments and suggestions and thank you, anonymous anti-CIO internet trolls for sitting this one out. If only Thalia wasn't getting up at midnight every night now and coming into bed with us. Gee, this parenting thing isn't one big happy picnic all the time like they promised in the brochure, is it.