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| Little Aidan, our Yorkie! |
Infectiously adorable. Yet highly mischievous and playful. Dashing about the house in breakneck speed in one second, deep in sleep the next second. Chewing and biting everything inedible (including our toes to our sofa to our clothes hanging on the door), yet loves being carried and molly-coddled, smothered in our all-encompassing embraces. Pooping and peeing all over the place, yet knowing exactly where his soft, cushiony bed is when he needs his beauty sleep.
Training potential: Zilch at this moment. So we are letting him enjoy his babyhood just for a little while more before tough training comes on board!
Hubby fulfilled Big Bee's life-long wish for a doggy when I was working this past weekend. In fact, he had always been over-indulging the kids every time I worked on weekends! Once, in January, it was 5 hamsters. Faint. Then, the weekend before, it was a big lego set with a pony and a pink farm house. And the ultimate was a little doggy last weekend. Still, it was refreshing and rejuvenating to play with little Aidan after 3 straight weeks of non-stop working. And it was glorious to see those beams of elation on the Bees' faces.
Hubby and I used to have a grand total of 3 dogs when we got married. 2 of them (Boy Boy and Vicki) were strays that we picked up - beautiful strays, really. Hubbies' 2 dogs stayed with us, and once in a while, my family's dog, Vicki, would pop by our matrimonial home to enjoy a staycation with her 2 other pals too. By the time Big Bee was almost 3, two of them had passed on and one of them (Angel) was adopted by my mother-in-law's friend - a decision which I sort of regretted agreeing to.
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| Angel, our Shettie, was adopted by a family friend with a big garden for her to run about. Boy Boy, our black Pom which was picked up by Hubby and I as a stray, passed on due to old age and organ failure in 2004. |
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| Vicki, my gorgeous cross-breed stray that my Dad picked up, was with us from 1992 until 6 Feb 2005, when she passed on due to old age. My Mum was her faithful caregiver when she was old, blind and frail without the ability to walk - feeding her with her bare hands everyday. Thank you, Mum! |
Having a dog is a lifelong journey. And counting by the number of typical years that a dog may live (16 years), the Bees will be 26 and 22 respectively by the time Aidan reaches old age. That thought somehow made me misty-eyed and melancholic with a little lump in my throat all of a sudden...
5 comments:
Hello! Saying hi from FB Singapore mom bloggers. Love the way you write and Aidan is really cute! Yes agree pets are a good way to teach our children to care and well, I started with fishes only though. =p Oh, and guess what, my daughter is named Angel. =) Bet she would have loved your dog!
i think pets are a great way to teach kids how to show love and care for another being.
except i don't think i can take in another dog until the kid(s) are big enough to take the responsibility. like Nicole & Annette!
Dylan and Darren will be thrilled the next time they visit! But not me. U know I'm scared haha!
Hi
I am the mother of a 4 yo girl and am looking around for a good preschool for her. I happened to chance upon your great blog and find your daughters preschool environment condusive. May I know which preschool is it? Thank you so much in advance!:)
Summer: Thanks for popping by, and apologies for my late reply (I am known for really late replies!). Wow - what a lovely name your daughter has!
Candice: Yes, you already have one beautiful dog! :) Will bring Aidan to play with your Shettie (and vice versa) next time!
Viv: Come come! You can bring them to my house then you go shopping, and I can babysit them with the dog hehe.
Jen: Sorry! Unfortunately, due to privacy reasons, I usually don't reveal names of schools, etc, on my blog. Thanks for your understanding!
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