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A Morning with my Grand-Pups.

An intense moment for Bella, the Border Collie and Porter, the Border Collie cross Cattle Dog.
An intense moment for Bella, the Border Collie and Porter, the Border Collie cross Cattle Dog.

Last week my daughter phoned me, quite early in the morning, to see if perhaps, just on the off-chance, I might like to go with her when she took her two gorgeous babies for a swim in the river.

We're a-ready......
We’re a-ready……

She didn’t sound too confident that I would say yes. I’m not usually a “make plans on the spur of the moment” type of person, but what she suggested sounded like fun, so around mid morning I headed off to her place, we loaded her babies into the back of her car and off we went.

......we're gettin' set.......
……we’re gettin’ set…….

A couple of days later, I saw that Kathy, at Lake Superior Spirit, was sharing photos and adoption stories of her own “grands”, Kathy’s being grand-kittens!

Go Porter!!
Go Porter!!

What is it with us women with grown children? Here we are referring to our children’s animals as our grand-pets! Is there a secret longing that we are holding deep within our hearts that perhaps this addition of fury-grands may soon lead to “The Real Thing”? Or are we collectively heaving a sigh a relief that these grand-pets of ours, if they give our own babies any sign of trouble, can be unceremoniously put out the back door to give our children some peace? We remember the trials we have been through with our own real babies!

I can do it!
I can do it!

It is so easy to recall the joy I felt when my children were on their way into my life, the anticipation, the planning, decorating the nursery, choosing baby clothes and contemplating names. What a joyful time it was. And yet I simply cannot get my head around the idea of having an real human grandchild, one without the fur!

No Bella, it's MY ball!
No Bella, it’s MY ball!

I keep on telling my children that I’m too young to be a grandmother, but that story is getting old, way too old, especially considering my eldest is now twenty-eight years old!

And I've got it! I always get it! Porter wins again!!
And I’ve got it! I always get it! Porter wins again!!

When the time is right for my children, when they can almost smell the soft scent of a baby near to them, when they long for the feel of a babies gentle skin touching their own and when they know, without a shadow of a doubt, that they are ready to love another human being to the ends of the earth and back again, then I guess I’ll be old enough to be a grandma.

Yep, Porter got it....again....
Yep, Porter got it….again….

But for now, like Kathy, I will enjoy the long-furred, heavy-breathing, doe-eyed, unconditional love of my two grand-pups, Porter and Bella. Oh, and did I mention that I have two grand-kittens too? Like Kathy said, “Gosh darn, the important things we forget to blog about”!

Now it's time to......Shake! Shake! Shake!
Now it’s time to……Shake! Shake! Shake!

18 thoughts on “A Morning with my Grand-Pups.

  1. These furry babies and grandbabies are good practice. They require less attention and are less demanding than human babies, so they’re really good for practice.


    1. They are very good practice indeed Carol. If I sit down in the garden, Porter comes up to me and sits on my knee! He’s such an affectionate little boy and Bella is just a little princess. πŸ™‚


  2. What an adorable post! The fur-babies are cute. Funny that this post today mentions remembering getting ready for a real human baby in the house; today is my youngest’s 16th birthday so I was doing a bit of that reminiscing myself.


    1. Both of our “babies” turn 16 during the same month Karma, my Adam is the 25th! My, how the time flies….our babies will learn that for themselves when we do eventually become “real” grandparents. πŸ™‚


  3. I feel so happy when I see my dogs or my daughter’s dog, having fun. I feel like I’m running with them, my long floppy ears blowing back against the side of my furry head. Sometimes I just imagine how much fun it would be to stick my head out the car window and bark into the wind.


    1. I love that comment!! It reminded me of an Abraham-Hicks clip I once saw (which I can’t look for and share, as they have a copyright on all of their clips, but their website is but I did find the words said ~

      “Guest: I kind of promised I wouldn’t ask this question. (I’ve mentioned it to people and they said, β€œOh, don’t.”) But, this is a quick one: Why do dogs risk getting bugs in their eyes by sticking their heads out of car windows?

      Abraham: Well, tell your friends that you have given us an opportunity to give the answer we have been waiting a very long time to give. And that is, because the contrast of the bugs in the eyes is a small price to pay for the exhilaration of that ride. And it is exactly the same way you felt when you made the decision to come into this physical existence. You knew there would be contrast here, but you said, the ride is going to be worth it!”

      I love the film clip and I even get goosebumps when I read the words….The ride is going to be worth it. That’s the way it is with life, not everything is smooth sailing, but it’s worth putting up with the “bugs” to get the full pleasure of the ride. I think my Grandpups know this too. Thank you Sybil. πŸ™‚


  4. Oh how cool! You shared a post about your delightful grand-pups! They are adorable. I admit to a not-so-secret desire for a grandbaby or two. However, since none seem to be immediately forthcoming (except in all my friend’s lives) I shall heap an amazing amount of love upon the cats. Wouldn’t mind seeing them in person one of these days but must travel downstate to be with my parents soon instead.


    1. Isn’t it funny how some of us co-ordinate our post topics, without even realising that we are doing it? Stacy has said the same a couple of times recently. Sometimes I see cute little babies and think how great it would be to have a little person or two in the family, but then I think that it has to be the choice of my children. So I must be patient. And so must you. But animals are a good fill-in for the time being. πŸ™‚


  5. We must be on the same wavelength again, Joanne. I just posted a visit from my daughter’s child Cupcake – and then I started catching up on my reading and found this!

    As for grandchildren, they will come when the time is right for them to appear in this world. I do believe this. ❀


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