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. 

We went for walks. Everyday now. 

And like I, he loves the camera. So we took pictures. 

He was patient, just like before. When I wanted to stop to take a snapshot, he waited and looked at me the way he used to. 

More adventures and pictures to come!