sorry,couldnt get the picture up the first time. Also I don't know how to get the picture bigger :-(
My girls must be pretty screwed up then!Very cute, and yes they grow like weeds!
I have to point out that unless you are black and rust with pointy ears, yourself, there's a pretty good chance that Norman is not your son... more likely he is your dog/puppy/pet/property. Language shapes thought and thought shapes behavior. Many of the most screwed up dogs I know are considered to be "children" by their owners.
I don't have kids either (not yet) and yet Atlas is referred to as "my son". I agree that they grow fast...I still remember bringing Atlas home and having to carry him down and out of the car.Did notice this post till now haha
But mmctag yes of course I know he is not my flesh and bone "Son", but my husband and I don't have any kids and are probably not going to ever have any kids. My two dogs I consider my kids, I may have a differnt relationship then you would with your pets but I treat my dogs as my kids. I don't think of it as a bad thing, I just love them that way.Norman is far from being "screwed up" because of me calling him my son.
But I understand thats your opinion, we are all entitled to one![]()
LOL My parents and my nieces and nephews call them the same thing, thats funny. Last year on 4th of July my parents wanted to take a picture with all of their granddogs, one on each lap and two on the floor lolHaha i cant believe how fast they grow...when i brought my two home they were the same size as my min-pin lol definately not anymore. I don't have kids either an don't ever plan on having kids so my dogs are my kids lol. My parents call them their grandpuppies and my sis's kids call them their puppy cousins.
Haha my parents want to do that this year for thanksgiving or christmas and put the pics up with the rest of the grandkids. :biggrin:LOL My parents and my nieces and nephews call them the same thing, thats funny. Last year on 4th of July my parents wanted to take a picture with all of their granddogs, one on each lap and two on the floor lol
LOLOLOL Oh you have me laughing so hard, now that was funny LOL and thank you!Looks to me like your boy Norman would be saying (if he had a speech balloon above)...
"Hey baby..."
He's pretty darn appealing. I'm not letting my little 4 month old girl, Kaleesi, see him!
I couldn't have said it any better myself.My girls must be pretty screwed up then!
Alot of people see their pets as being "like" their children and will refer to them as such, and not mean it literally, I am sure the poster knows that he is not the "father" of this dog, and in calling him his son he did not mean it in that context.
I call my dogs my girls all the time and they are like my own kids, I have raised them, cared for them, worried over them and would go to any lengths to keep them safe, just as my kids, as I am sure anyone here would, but we are all aware we did not birth them.
My dogs are pretty well adjusted even though I treat them like kids, I teach them right from wrong, teach them manners and talk to them like they were my kids.
Oh he is so cuteeeee. You are right he should be in pictures.
MMCTAG you had me laughing out loud--that was a good funny.
But please don't anyone burst my bubble and tell me these three babies I have here are not my kids. I wouldn't pick up poop and clean pee and spend a fortune on toys and beds and food and bully sticks and vet bills (he's on a retainer) for anyone other than my kids. I won't leave them without a sitter and won't stay in a town unless there's a pet friendly hotel there. It is sick, sick, sick. So I agree he's your son.
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I know right LOL I dont just stand there and stare at his butt while he's pooping because it makes me happy lol I do it cause if somethings not right I'm going to do what I can to make it right. I don't go to the store just for milk and then find myself spending more money on dog treats and toys just for the heck of it. I don't just get a bigger car so that my kids will fit in it for the heck of it. I don't just try to get home early so I can play with my kids just for the heck of it. I don't just spend hours and hours reading and studying about my kids just for the heck of it. I don't just cry when I know somethings not right with my kids just for the heck of it. I don't just research places where my kids are alloyed to be just for the heck of it. May have not pushed them out of me, but I have a love for them as if they were my human kids.
*God first
*Hubby second
*Dog Kids third...Norman and Bell