Published on January 21st, 2019 | by voxx0
Furbabies and Bosschild
Drama. That basically sums it up. I made the wild decision that I could cope with a dog and a child nearly two years ago, and although it is the most wonderful choice I ever made, with howling, barking and giggling filling my home full of love, it was also slightly insane.
As an only child Diego treats Khaleesi, our dog, like a sibling. Broken toy? Dog did it. Dirty clothes on the floor? Dog left them there. Global warming? Khaleesi caused it. Sometimes I feel like I have two children, except one needs kenneling. Guess which… I will give you a clue; the boss child without fur.
Getting a chihuahua taught him at an early age how to behave with animals and how to care for them. It was a challenge, but we are now at a point where Diego adores animals. He respects them, understands boundaries, and soothes them when they don’t want to be handled. I wouldn’t change that for the world… even when they both drop food on the carpet and drool on my furniture. Animals. The pair of them.
We also have three colourful psychopaths sharing our space – tarantulas. Whilst arachnids hate to be handled, they are stunning to observe and fascinating to watch. The work they put into building their web puts me to shame when I can’t be bothered to get up to make a cup of tea. I used to have a huge phobia of spiders; I realised that I needed to educate myself to put my logic into perspective. Why was I afraid of something so incredibly beautiful, and so much like me?
Angry in less than thirty seconds, able to teleport if feeling threatened, and they like their own company.
How relatable? Furbabies bring so much love.
- By Boneata Bell