Weaning and losing

§ October 9th, 2009 § Filed under pets § 2 Comments

In the early days — back when she weighed nine pounds and I could hold her in one hand — I enjoyed having Lucy on my lap as she fell asleep. It was cute to watch her already-heavy head grow even heavier, and to have her snooze comfortably on my knees as I read the news or devised assignments. As she has grown to about 25 pounds, however, it is a lot less cute when her nails dig into me, or when she falls asleep against my chest and breathes her foul doggy breath into my nostrils. And in any case, she just doesn’t fit anymore. So I’m weaning her off my lap: starting today, she is a floor-bound doggy, and we’re both unhappy and crying about it — albeit she’s the one making piteous whimpers, but I’m the one shedding tears.

2 Responses to “Weaning and losing”

  • CëRïSë says:

    So sad! Poor Lucy–and poor you. That’s rough.

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  • Sara says:

    Ah, yes. Hilary and I are also finding that parenthood of all sorts does indeed require tears! Hopefully you’re both happily reconciled to reality soon.

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