Stay at Home Dog Mom

A friend I hadn’t talked to in a few years texted out of the blue and asked how I was. I responded that I was doing great and was a full time stay at home dog mom. It didn’t strike me as odd or a joke, but rather the truth. Yes, I do help earn a full time living for our family (my two fur babies and my partner), but my identity is apparently arranged around the dogs and I’m thrilled with that development.

I also recently had to defer an artist in residency, yes, there were other reasons, but I mostly found myself sighting the dogs: they don’t like to be without me and they’ve both imprinted on me as their person.

I was out of the house working today and came home to the dogs and I saw their excitement, enthusiasm, and love in their eyes. I couldn’t wait to be with them again. I’ve found myself turning down social invitations because I’d rather be at home with my dogs. They probably run my life. My world revolves around their happiness and wellbeing. Is that such a bad thing?

My babies give me such a steadfast relationship, they are mostly predictable, listen to me as long as I’m holding a treat, and have such love. Belvy is even a snuggler. I’m so excited about dogs and how much they can mean, it might be a bit much, but hey, I identify with being a stay at home dog mommy.

I recently met a man that said dogs deserve someone who is going to make the time for them. What’s your relationship with your animal like? Do you let your pets run your life schedule?