The following was posted by Lucy Postins, Co-founder of The Honest Kitchen
Recently my mother was forced to take the back seat of my car, because Mosi wanted the front, up next to me. She was planning to do a little shopping and he was on his daily commute to the office with me and his sister, Willow. They’re in charge of product development at my company. He’s a lean & muscular, 110 lb Rhodesian Ridgeback and so there’s not a great deal of arguing to be done. Not because my mother’s slight and in her 60’s, but because he’s my big, special boy, with melting brown eyes. He was here before my daughters, he’s my number one son and Mother knows it. Sure, he would move if he had to, but he’s an important chap with a lot on his mind and he simply doesn’t think of it.
We all spoil our pets, or at least we think we do. We’d love to know how you spoil yours, and just what she does to deserve it. Whether it’s home made treats, spa pedicures, joining you on vacations at pet-friendly resorts, or a specially made-up plate at Thanksgiving - the animals in our lives surely have some intriguing stories to tell about what the deal is, being a part of the family they’ve ended up with.
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Posted by: Ted | December 29, 2006 at 10:22 AM