Every memory I have of us as a family included pets-dogs, cats, even a rat or two. And so, many of my current skills as a dog-parent came from seeing how my mom and dad raised me and our animal brood. There were clear boundaries in our house, the things we could do and the things we couldn’t. There was roughhousing and hide-and-seek, and many games of tug-o-war. There was, even more memorably, the cuddles-the hugs and “keesis”. We had a happy house. My parents loved me, my brother, our animals.
And they’ve been married for 29 years!
He pairs well with Sara, their aging Akita mix, in both size and love of belly rubs. At some point, I’ll have my dad write a post about his furbabies but in the interim, they are mentioned here to showcase the love my parents have for one another, for their pups, and for us kids.
“My parents loved me, my brother, our animals.”