Those People

As we enter our 4th week of puppy parenting/training/love-struck ownership, I realize we have become those people. Doggie treat dust lines all of our jacket pockets. Bernie and I share Hero’s new tricks with excitement equivalent to Teddy’s first swim without the Styrofoam floatie.

Have you seen him FAKE PEE for a treat? IS THERE ANY DOG SMARTER OR CUTER.

I already have a catalog of doggie ditties that accompany mundane tasks, and start each new day singing, “Good Morning, Mr. Wiggles.” I have a dog with an Instagram (@miniberniedoodlelee).

We. Are. Those. People.

To anyone who asks (bless you, fellow dog nutters), I will gush about how thoroughly unprepared I was for living with a puppy. And it has nothing to do with poop, and everything to do with love. We’re all just happier. There are teeny teeth marks on stairs and coffee tables, and we don’t care. Stuff is just stuff. Things on the calendar we’re not looking forward to? Cancel. Hero is taking a nap? Might as well shut my eyes for a spell. I take 26 walks around the yard and neighborhood every day. IN JANUARY. Vitamin D mixed with puppy magic is making dark days of winter so much brighter.

Mere months ago I was an eye-rolling jerk-face when lovely people got all mushy about their pets and now I routinely baby-talk rhetorical questions to a small fur ball. “Who’s the cutest doggie in the world? Hero, Hero, HERO!” (That one is also in the puppy playlist of made up songs.) Last weekend because Hero was napping and we missed him, Bernie and I scrolled through other Bernedoodle Instagram accounts to predict how big our best boy will become. When I hear, “Mom, mom, mom, LOOK!” 138 times a day, it’s no longer a 2nd grader with a Lego creation. Now it’s a teenager who doesn’t want me to miss Hero sleeping with his favorite duckie toy or sneezing for the first time (which frankly, puts the cute-o-meter on tilt).

Those. People.

Hero came with me to Bible Study today. Though I was worried he’d christen the Old Parish House with excrement, he only greeted a dozen Christian women with unbridled enthusiasm—hi hi hi hi love me pet me love me– and then fell asleep in my arms. Alyson called him “furry blood pressure medicine.” But the quote of the day was from Father Mike: “Puppies make you realize that Love is not a zero sum game” and then assured me that it didn’t matter if Hero punctuated the Gospel of John with puppy piddle. Pretty sure Lees (and now Hero!) belong to a Church full of… those people.

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7 responses

  1. Hi Britt,

    Congratulations on your new fur baby. Can I just say, I love this post! Reading it made me smile. As you may or may not know, I am one of Those People too. And proud of it! Welcome to the club!

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