Honestly, I can’t answer why there’s an animal/pet blogger in the pool of contributors here. I’ve followed Prime Parents Club founder and editor Jacqueline Wilson from afar via twitter for a while now, and when she started asking, I couldn’t help but offer. Why not, right? Making an offer never hurt anyone and the worst she could say was no.
The real reason I offered is that as much as I enjoy working with rescues, I am to a large extent, first and foremost, a pet parent. That story has been told before, and since then, we’ve added a fourth forever fuzzball to the Hipke zoo, our dumb darling year old Boxer/Mastiff mix, Dyson. My children won’t be a part of my life as long as yours, but I will be a rescue parent for roughly the next 10 to 20 years.
Weird, huh? I had always thought I wouldn’t turn into one of those crazy people who dress up their pets (still haven’t done that yet, thank goodness), plans their “real life” around their pets needs, or who actually calls themselves a pet “parent.” In a very certain and specific way, my pets are 3-year-old children who will never grow up. They will never need cars, computers, or new video games. They will never tell me “But Billy’s parents let him!” or lie about how that scratch got on the car. Even better, I can put my youngest in a crate for 8 hours a day and not have child services called on me.
I know, I know, restrain your envy.
I wanted to write for Prime Parents Club because even though my children are fuzzy, will almost always walk on all fours and may or may not have tails, they are still mine, I love them, and like everyone else, there’s probably a lot I could do to be a better parent.
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[author_info]About the Author
Hi, I’m Cristin. I have a tendency to look at most things from a weird angle and I love to solve problems. Wanna talk about pets, life, communicating, or anything in between, I’m probably your gal. Connect with me on Twitter.