Reality Check

Just a second ago, I was kneeling down by the couch, rubbing Callie's belly and kissing her head, thinking, 'There can be no creature in the world more magnificent than Callie. She is attentive but not annoying, playful but not dangerous, and happy but not hyper. She is, undoubtedly, the embodiment of perfection.' And then she raised her head gently, looked up at me with her velvety brown eyes, and headed south to lick her crotch.

It's good for me to get these little reminders, from time to time, that Callie IS A DOG and not MY CHILD. Although, until I have children of my own I will, undoubtedly, continue to treat Callie (and our future puppy, knock on wood) like a human. Even if she does give me reality checks occasionally.