When I just had my boys, I believed that boys and dogs were virtually the same. Certainly when it came to the morning run, the subsequent afternoon and evening runs and their at times excessive desire for food, I did seem to be right. When push comes to shove (although this can at times be difficult to believe) boys are also loyal and when they want to know you they are loving and affectionate. I should apologise at this point cause I am generalizing somewhat based on my own experience. My husband suggested getting a dog at various intervals and my opposition stemmed from my belief that a dog would involve the same workload as a third boy.
What happened next? My Mother in law sadly died and we inherited her dog. Now this dog wasn’t just any old dog, he was the easiest dog on earth and ideal for dog virgins such as ourselves. This was primarily because he was deaf and therefore oblivious to all the noise generated by the boys. He was also extremely docile, needed little exercise and loved to sleep. In short he was not like the boys, the only similarity being his habit of scavenging for food. Unfortunately after eighteen months this dog died.
Following on from this after a couple of hiccups and much deliberation, we decided to get a puppy. At this point I specified that I would prefer a bitch to make me feel less outnumbered. To cut a long story short, we have ended up with a male and whilst he is challenging, I no longer believe that boys and dogs are that similar.
Whilst I am genuinely sad that the puppy stage will not go on for long, it does mean that the quirks and downsides associated with baby and toddlerhood will come to an end more quickly. One huge difference is that puppies can stay home alone for short periods. A second fundamental difference (and I realise that I have been lucky here as it isn’t always the case) is that puppies dont often get you up in the night. My boys still at times shout out for me and disturbed nights are far from unknown.
Ok, whilst I’ve covered the differences, there are indeed some similarities, the main one being toilet training. For the boys this was a challenge but we got there in the end. For the puppy, it is an ongoing process and I am not best pleased about sitting in a house which quite frankly stinks of dog shit. I am endeavouring to teach him the correct course of action but I fear that it will take considerable time.
The other area of likeness involves biting, although thankfully the boys grew out of this some time ago. During younger boys’ baby stage, I remember once doing the nursery run and announcing to some of the other parents that my baby had just bitten my tummy button. The puppy likes to chew my clothes, shoes, books …….. you get the picture. I’m told that it will end when he finishes teething but watch this space.
In essence, if I didn’t know better I am genuinely unsure whether boys evolved from dogs or whether dogs evolved from boys, I am suspecting the latter.