Puppy Love

I figured today I will write about my four legged babies, being that today is Razor's birthday.  I do miss my puppies.  It is odd how you get so used to them that once you are not with them all the time how empty some things feel.  The room is always quieter without Ginger's snoring and breathing.  There is a void in the space around me from where Razor always had to be touching me.  And I even think Owen misses Razor.  He spent a lot of time having Razor near checking up on him.

We got Razor a few months after we got married.  I still remember the trembling puppy that wouldn't eat as David brought him to work to show me.  It was love at first sight.  We did everything wrong on training him.  We put him in our bed and we didn't kennel him.  We did take him to PetSmart and he graduated with flying colors.  Razor is a true showboater.  He will do the tricks to impress and then forgets them when he is away from the audience.  A couple of years later, after all the doggy prozac we decided to get another dog to help Razor with his separation anxiety.  My brother Josh was looking for a home for Ginger, so it was perfect for both.  Razor and Ginger hit it off right away.  Razor had a friend and Ginger had Razor's food.  From that day they have been inseparable.  Even when they go to daycare they won't leave each others side.  We used to take them to the park and Razor would stand and supervise Ginger to make sure the swimming was going okay.

My puppies have been great even with the arrival of Owen.  I think Razor knew before I did that I was pregnant.  It seemed immediately he was beside me even more and put his head on my tummy.  Ginger was close to follow.  Nothing was going to happen to Owen.

When we brought Owen home Razor was protective from the beginning.  He would stand and watch Owen.  If you held Owen he had to check you out to make sure you were okay to hold his baby.  Owen would cry and Razor would look at you and then Owen to see if you were going to get him.  I even remember one night during baby bootcamp that I was letting Owen cry himself to sleep and Razor heard him.  He looked at me, I said no, he looked toward the stairs and took off.  "Nobody is going to let my baby cry.  Come on Mom!"  Ginger from day one would just sit to the side and think "maybe I should just stay out of the way."   Even as Owen has gotten older, him and Razor have bonded.  We would be sitting on the couch and Owen would reach over and pet Razor.

They are staying with David's parents temporarily until my sister is able to take them.  I am so appreciative of the help and love that is shown to my puppies.  As big as a dog as Razor is he is a big chicken.  He is scared of Janey's Chihuahua, Jake.  He sleeps on the floor now because Jake sleeps on the bed.  Once when I was there I saw Razor go the long way around to get some water because Jake was in the middle and he didn't want to cross him.  Obviously, Razor doesn't understand that he is 90 lbs and Jake is 7 lbs.  

I do love my babies and I do miss them.  I know they are in great hands and I can't wait to see them again.