Dog Moms Everywhere

A few posts back I talked about how Pierrot came into our lives.  I honestly can’t imagine my life without a dog in it.  Growing up, I always had them around and even when I eventually moved out of my parents house, I always needed to have a puppy companion with me.  I truly believe that dogs help me feel less stressed and that they are the most loyal creatures to walk this earth.  A dog’s love is unconditional.  I can’t understand the people that don’t love dogs but I’m also not here to judge.  I’m a lover of all animals when it comes down to it, and even with our baby girl on the way (She’s still not here yet…but I’ll save that for a later post of frustration), I can safely say that I’ve always considered myself a dog mom first and foremost.

EVEN THOUGH people insist that Mother’s Day is only for real Mothers, I refuse to believe it.  Some people love their animals like they were their own children and I fully acknowledge that love every May.  That being said, I was really excited to receive this custom pet portrait of our Pierrot just in time to hang up for Mother’s Day.  The above picture of the portrait hardly does it justice.  It was hand drawn by one of my friends, Danielle Stratford, who is an amazing artist, mother and animal lover and her talent and attention to detail is amazing. She even got every straggly hair Pierrot has on his unkempt ears.

If you’re looking for a good gift for Mother’s Day or ANY DAY for a pet lover, I highly recommend checking out her website or her Instagram account that shows you the drawing process in detail.  Not only is her talent amazing, she is super friendly and she gives you updates the whole way, from order to shipping time! If you mention Pierrot’s Portrait above, you get a 20% discount off your order.  I hope everyone has a great Mother’s Day and I hope this baby is out of my belly in time to celebrate with us. 😛


I wanted to write a little post about dogs.  Have you met our dog?  His name is Pierrot and he’s a 2 year-old Shetland Sheepdog.  The reason I wanted to write a post about dogs is because when big changes happen around the household, no one is probably more confused than the pets of the house.  While Pierrot is a pretty smart dog, I don’t think he knows what’s about to happen in less than a month.

In this area, I only have a small amount of experience.  When I was younger,  our family of four grew to a family of five with the purchase of one adorable cocker spaniel, named Mitzy.  She was my first dog and my everything.  We got her when she was a tiny adorable puppy from the local pet store for $500, if I remember correctly.  She was the first dog (but not the last) that made me believe that it was easier to raise babies than it was to raise dogs (Dogs poop on carpets and babies eventually learn to use their words!).  BUT, and this is a big “but”, she was cute and my sister and I really wanted a dog so we let her get away with almost anything.  She lived in the room in our backyard and she ate every bug she could get her face on.  She was absolutely wild and we were really careless.  She rarely went out on walks and, therefore, was barely socialized with other dogs and humans.  Soooo, when my younger brother was born, and I was 12 years old, Mitzy was not the kindest to him.  When my brother started learning to crawl and walk, Mitzy was forced to be outside more and more and she would jealously watch my little brother taunt her from the living room window. She would go crazy pawing at the glass and barking and my brother would start crying until one day, my parents made the decision that Mitzy and my brother could no longer live under the same roof.  I cried my eyes out the day they dropped her off at the pound.  We had her for four years and I could never get over trying to replace her with another spaniel.  I fell in love with any spaniel and their floppy ears.

Fast forward another 14 years and I met Lukasz, who already had dog plans of his own.  When we moved in together, his sister came to visit a couple of months later and she brought him an adorable one year old Sheltie.  I would be lying if I didn’t say that his timid attitude confused me, or why he didn’t really care for birds.  (Spaniels are a hunting breed; they’re all about the birds) But I learned more and more about Shelties and Pierrot grew more and more used to his new home here, with Lukasz and I.

Fast forward another year and here we are, less than a month away from having a baby, with Pierrot none the wiser.  He hasn’t had much experience with any younger children except seeing them on walks but I am unwilling to repeat what happened with Mitzy.  I have definitely been reading tips online hoping that something will stick but also half hoping that Pierrot will be so weirded out by the potato sack that will be a newborn baby that he’ll just keep to himself.  He’s also a barker, which makes me more concerned for baby as opposed to the dog.  God knows I’ve had my own sleep interrupted just because Pierrot heard someone creeping on the stairs at 3 in the morning. But despite all of that, he’s such a good dog.  He goes on walks twice a day which will be nice to have baby girl join us on. And despite some early stomach issues with his food, it looks like we’ve finally found a good food replacement to keep him happy with steady energy. I feel like he’s finally getting into the swing of things around here so hopefully the next puppy update after the baby is born will be a good one.