...and Mommies mean business. I watched yesterday as JoJo the insane dog tackled Cameron as he walked into the door. She was so happy to see him, I thought she was going to have a heart attack. She kissed him from head to toe, and I swear, she was smiling. This happens pretty much every time the child walks in the house. It doesn't matter if he's been gone all day or 10 minutes.
Later last night, when Jason walked in the door, he, too, got a warm reception. When Jason walks in, she actually stands up on her hind legs and hugs him.
As for me? I could have been wearing Lady Gaga's meat dress, and I would still have been ignored. I barely got a passing glance.
I'm home with the dog all day. I let her out...I let her in...I make sure she has water. I throw toys around for her to fetch. And yet, she pays me no mind (unless I am sitting on the couch in "her spot" next to Jason).
When the kids were little, it was the same thing. The squeals of "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" would ring though the house when Jason walked in the door.
I guess when you are looking at someone all day, you take for granted all that they do for you. When it comes to the dog, I know Jason & Cameron will always be her favorites, and that is just fine by me.
I do wish she would show their possessions the same love she shows mine. I mean, really....I am not the only person in the house that wears shoes. She can definitely make the effort to chew up someone else's.
Just sayin'.
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