Wednesday, November 4, 2015

How I Know I'm A Crazy Dog Mom

Let's face it. I'm absolutely obsessed with my dog, Murphy. I bugged Andrew to get me a dog for sooooo long. And then we finally got him. It was actually quite unexpected. But that story is for another time.

Like I said, I'm obsessed. He's just so stinkin' cute. No one can tell me any different. I'm a crazy dog mom. I even wrote a previous post about why dog moms are basically real moms. Nonetheless, here are some ways I KNOW I'm a crazy dog mom.

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-I talk to Murphy. Like all the time. Most people probably talk to their dogs. But Andrew & I have full on conversations with Murphy. We even talk as if we're him. Andrew & I have realized that we now do it SO often, we don't even recognize that we're doing it anymore.

-I sing to Murphy. Not only do I sing to him, but I make up new songs for him. I change words in popular songs such as, "Oh Murphy you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind. Hey Murphy, hey Murphy." Or the song that I personally wrote the lyrics to the first day we got him, "Murphy, my sweet Murphy. Murphy, my sweet boy." (I'm thinking about copyrighting that-- no one steal it!)

-I cuddle with Murphy. Andrew is over there talking like Murphy: "Mom, you're squeezing me to death!"

-I take forever saying "bye" to Murphy. "Bye, Murphy! I'll miss you! I love you! You're my sweet, baby boy! I'll be back in a little while! Have a great day! Mommy loves you, Murphy! I promise I'll be home in a little bit! Be a good boy!"....... And it goes on & on. Finally Murphy says, "Bye Mom. Just leave already. I'm ready to take a nap."

-I take forever saying "hi" to Murphy. "Murphy! My sweet sugar-booger! I'm so happy to see you! I missed you SO much! I love you! You're my sweet boy!"....... And it goes on & on. Until finally, Murphy says, "Okay, Mom. I'm SUPER excited to see you too, but right now, my bladder is about to explode if you don't hurry up & OPEN THAT BACKDOOR."

-I hold Murphy like a baby. I'm basically the only one he lets do that to him too. I guess you can say that we have a mother-son bond.

-I love Murphy unconditionally. Murphy still LOVES to bite. And chew. And attack Andrew & I. And poop on the carpet. But we love him regardless. It's pretty crazy how you can love a dog this much. I can't imagine what I'll be like with a human child someday.


Yeah, so what? I'm a crazy dog mom. I'm okay with that. He's my baby. And I'm his momma. Don't judge me, yo.

Any other crazy dog moms out there?!


1 comment:

  1. As much as I want a dog, I don't have one. I work too much to justify having a dog. If I had a regular schedule I'd be all over that. But I work anywhere between 4am and 9pm and don't even have consecutive, let alone regular days off. But I'm a crazy cat mom. My kitten Adonis probably thinks I'm crazy because I do a lot of the same things to him.

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