Monday, January 14, 2013

Day Fifty Six: Pet Parent


I am a damn good pet parent.
I take very good care of my little boy. He is probably the most important thing in the world to me next to my boyfriend. He is the light of my life, even if he sometimes drives me absolutely crazy. I love him so much I can hardly believe that he’s mine.
Being a good pet parent is about more than just loving your pooch, it’s about taking very good care of them. I try to make sure my puppy’s meals are carefully balanced with the number of snacks and treats he gets and I pass everything by his vet before I even consider letting him eat it.


I also studiously pick up his poop.
Seriously, a guy the other day thanked me for picking up my dog’s poop because no one else in our apartment complex seems to care enough to pick up theirs.


Ecco also goes to puppy school and I try to limit the hours he’s alone and not being entertained. He is a puppy after all, and has a lot of energy. I would hate to stick him in a cage day after day and never get to see him.
It’s a lot of work to look after a growing puppy. I’m sure a lot of parents would disagree with me, but having a puppy is a little bit like having a child. The only difference is I can leave Ecco in the kennel for a few hours if I need to get stuff done. Although, you can take your baby into a store, so I guess there’s that.

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