Those of you who dream of housefuls of dogs and cats running around happy and free most likely have never had cats and dogs running around free.
Oh, I’m not against having more than one pet per household. I have had two dogs and two cats at one time, and loved them immensely.
Maybe I should rephrase that.
Those of you who dream of housefuls of dogs and cats running around happy and free have never babysat several dogs from several different families at one time.
We took our current dog as a donation from a family member because she was too crazy as a pup around a newborn. We have been taking care of a different family member’s little dog for over a year, (I believe she is permanently mine now), and just took in my son’s young lab for a few days while they move.
We also have a cat who doesn’t leave the closet for the duration of my son’s dog’s visit.
Throw in two grandkids under 5 and it becomes true chaos.
The visiting puppy relentless pursues the older dog for wrestling matches, and chases the littler dog just because he can. The cat was almost eaten the last time the dog visited, and all three mooch popcorn and cookies from the little ones.
The visiting dog has to sleep in his cage, which promotes whines and barks at 2 a.m., the other having escaped his madness by sleeping on our bed (along with the hiding cat). The three-year-old constantly chases kitty to give her an oversized squeeze hug, and the five-year-old smothers the little dog when he gives hugs.
Food falls from tables and little hands into waiting mouths, and all this excitement makes the dogs need to go outside every hour.
Indeed, it’s mass chaos.
I’ve been taking care of my grandkids a little more this past month as they pack and get ready to move to their new house this weekend.
And I realized God knew what he was doing when he decided that 68-year-olds can’t get pregnant.
I love them to pieces — I love their visits and their hugs and their stories. I am blessed with their being in my life every single day.
And I definitely like the affection of dogs and cats.
But by Sunday afternoon I’m in search of a comfy chair, a book or computer, and nobody around. Peace and quiet. All alone.
Hoping you find a way to fit mad pets and kids into your life. They add years to your life, and help you enjoy the peace and quiet even more.