How much does our Mum loves us?
She loves to bite George’s ears. The first time she did it he nipped her. But when she yelped. He felt guilty and since then he let her bite his ears whenever she wants to.
When we are sleeping soundly in bed, she suddenly decides she wants a cuddle and disrupt our sleep – picking us up and cuddling us. George would turn on his back and ask for a tummy rub. I don’t. I just continue pretending I’m asleep.
When we yawn, she likes to put her hand in our mouths! WHY? Heaven knows. Eye-roll.
She loves to smell our breath. Once upon a time she used to complain we had smelly breaths but maybe because we feed raw, and we have Plaque Off and various chews – our breath must have improved. She loves a sniff. Weird.
And she lets us lick her toes in the morning as she is getting out of bed.
She loves taking photos of us in every possible situation. Thousands of photos later – sometimes we have no idea what she wants us to do.
She makes us do tricks and we oblige – because of the treats.
She prefers more than anything to be with us than not – and the feelings are mutual. That’s why she would spend hours and days on end planning our trips abroad.
I guess you can show love in many different ways.
And in many of her own funny ways, she’s telling us she loves us.
How funny ways does your mum show you her love?
May’s comment: Being a MOTHER doesn’t mean being related to someone by blood. It means loving someone unconditionally and with your whole heart.
Thank you Darcy and George for letting me feel the unconditional love of a mother.
But today I am missing one of my fur kids.
P.S. George is still recovering in the Royal Vet Hospital. There was a lot going on this weekend because of London Dog Week. If I left him alone at home even in a crate, when I return home he would be doing his crazy spins which would not be good thing for his leg. Will be bringing him home on Monday and planning on a quiet week together.