Its no secret that Bronx is spoiled.
I'm fully aware that I created a monster when I began treating Bronx more like a human "baby" than the puppy he really was. Hence, his nickname "The Bronxster"
Its my fault he's so attached and trust me, when MY spoiled rotten little boy does something naughty - I hear about it. (I love you honey! ha!)
My husband sent me the picture above (which I then posted on Instagram - so some of you may have already seen the photo) last night, making sure to point out that our dog is so spoiled, he had to lay his head on the pillow and stretch out on the bed just like a human.
In my defense I would like to remind everyone (my darling husband included) that just a few weeks past Bronx's second birthday he had major orthopedic surgery on his left rear leg which left he and I sleeping in the floor on a mattress (Yep, that mattress is back on the floor again. This time its the other leg!) for a whopping 12+ weeks. During that time, I'm afraid my spoiled dog turned into a little monster!
I haven't been to the bathroom alone in 3 years.
I can't walk without him being under my feet.
He HAS to be touching me when he sleeps, if not laying on top of me in some strange way.
He WILL NOT wake his Dad up to go outside, only Mom.
I only worry about what he's doing when I CAN'T hear him.
Bronx is truly the toddler I never had. I didn't birth him. He's four legged, furry, and 100% canine.... but you can't tell him that.
Truth be told - I don't mind it. He might be spoiled to the core and he might be the biggest Mama's boy you've ever seen, but in my heart I know, as a dog, his time on earth is not long so I'll continue to cover him in kisses, play endless games of tug, and cherish his attachment to me, after all, isn't that why he's mine?
Its my fault he's so attached and trust me, when MY spoiled rotten little boy does something naughty - I hear about it. (I love you honey! ha!)
My husband sent me the picture above (which I then posted on Instagram - so some of you may have already seen the photo) last night, making sure to point out that our dog is so spoiled, he had to lay his head on the pillow and stretch out on the bed just like a human.
In my defense I would like to remind everyone (my darling husband included) that just a few weeks past Bronx's second birthday he had major orthopedic surgery on his left rear leg which left he and I sleeping in the floor on a mattress (Yep, that mattress is back on the floor again. This time its the other leg!) for a whopping 12+ weeks. During that time, I'm afraid my spoiled dog turned into a little monster!
I haven't been to the bathroom alone in 3 years.
I can't walk without him being under my feet.
He HAS to be touching me when he sleeps, if not laying on top of me in some strange way.
He WILL NOT wake his Dad up to go outside, only Mom.
I only worry about what he's doing when I CAN'T hear him.
Bronx is truly the toddler I never had. I didn't birth him. He's four legged, furry, and 100% canine.... but you can't tell him that.
Truth be told - I don't mind it. He might be spoiled to the core and he might be the biggest Mama's boy you've ever seen, but in my heart I know, as a dog, his time on earth is not long so I'll continue to cover him in kisses, play endless games of tug, and cherish his attachment to me, after all, isn't that why he's mine?
Awww this is so sweet! I totally understand, and he is a lucky, loved pup! Thank you for your sweet comment today! It is hard but I know he was hurting and now he isn't. :)
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