I have not been the best mother to my fur child lately. I have been so busy and blind that I did not realize I was not giving him enough and the same attention as I was giving him before. He grew up in my arms. I have had him ever since he was only 8 weeks old. We were inseparable. Still are. We woke up together and he watched me eat my breakfast, followed me around and watch me do things in the daily. I showered him with my attention. All of it. Because he has helped me through many things. Emotionally especially.
Life happened and I mean literally it did. When I found out I was expecting, I had to make a lot of changes in my life but my love for Midnight never did. In my mind he is still my number one, but I just got very busy. It started to hurt whenever I bend over to pet him. I am always tired. So I come home and go straight to sleep. Although, I say hi to him, its just not the same as before. In the back of my mind I knew I needed to spend time with him. I did not want him to feel like he was forgotten. But he did. He felt unhappy and as a dog what can you do really? Of course, he tried to get my attention. He broke things a couple times and I was frustrated because I did not realize why he was doing it.
Until I finally understood why. He felt unhappy and wanted to run away, or maybe not. Maybe he just wanted to get my attention. Either way I caused it.
We have been through a few bumps before but this one is quiet different. Now that I realize what my selfishness I decided to make it up to him.