Rolling With the Changes by Heather Bowles
What a crazy couple of weeks it has been. In looking back on everyone’s blogs, I feel like I’ve missed so much! As suspected, the move did not go smoothly. My ISP screwed up the scheduled install at the new place and instead of being off the grid for 24 hours, I was without my precious Facebook and Pinterest for 4 WHOLE DAYS! For all my angst in feeling disconnected from the world, it was a pretty productive time. I used it to unpack and organize, childproof, and then organize some more. I suspect that when we are done, there won’t be a single empty space anywhere on the walls of the nursery, and having a reason to use the old bulletin board stencils again has been fun.
Sadly, I had to give up my pets. The new place has a strict one animal policy, and being that my poor old cats were littermates, I couldn’t justify separating them from each other at the ripe old age of 16. Thankfully, my parents were well acquainted with them, and willing to take them in. In fact, this is somewhat of a dirty secret, but I had been wanting to foist them off on family members for a few months now. Something about having the new baby in the home has made me less tolerant of my furry babies’ little foibles, and the male cat had been getting on my last nerve with his incessant yowling for attention. It is my own fault that he behaved that way. Before the baby, we were very bonded, and I could spend hours in the evening curled up with him in the bed reading a good book and running my fingers through his fur. After Tabitha’s birth, I have found little time to devote to his needs, and I am truly thankful that someone I trust to care for them as much as I once did was available. I find myself missing the female of the pair. She was lower maintenance, and although she did demand her attention, she did it in ways that were unobtrusive, and gentle toward the baby. I never feared what she might do if I left them alone together. It helped that Tabitha was beginning to like her.
I’d rather get the baby a dog to grow up with, anyway. While cats are great for pest control, dogs do so much more. The biggest thing I want, aside from teaching my daughter the responsibility of caring for another as she gets older, is an animal that will protect her as I would. You can’t get that with a cat. Unfortunately, I know next to nothing about dog breeds. I’m thinking about a sheepdog breed, but nothing is set in stone, other than I won’t have a Rottweiler, German Shepherd, or Pit Bull. Any suggestions?