Spoiled Animals

What a rough life I lead!!

Excuse me... you're disrupting my nap!!

For those of you who aren't familiar... this is Lex. He is one of our three indoor cats. He is, without a doubt, my baby. I got him first, and he was a rescue kitty from the Animal Rescue League. Granted, he has his quirks, like he talks... A LOT!! But then again, so do I... maybe that's why we get along so well.

Lately, I have been either talking to, or hearing about people who get rid of their animals after they have children and/or treat them differently. I have been AMAZED at the number of people who have asked what we are going to do with our cats and dogs once we have kids. While I don't have human children, I do have animal children (you are looking at one right above.) I can not imagine treating my animals any differently or getting rid of them when I have kids.

When I was a baby my cat Mouse slept in the crib with me. (No, not the one from the picture a few days ago, that would make one REALLY old cat, but that is where I got the name.) Whenever we decide to have children, I will invest in a crib tent for when the baby is really little. I don't think my cats would purposely hurt a baby, but I would not put it past Sylvester to lay on his or her head to keep warm.

That said, once the baby is old enough to roll over and push the cat off if they don't want it there, the crib tent will be gone. A little fur never hurt me as a child, and I don't know why my children should be any different. I have many fond memories of growing up with animals and I hope that one day, my children will have the same.