As my mom and my brother and everyone who has been in my life for the last eight years can probably tell you, I totally project my desire for — and lack of — children onto my dog Lucca. I treat her like she is my (spoiled rotten) kid, giving her whatever she wants, showering her with praise and cuddles, and conversing with her as if she possesses the growing intelligence of a human child. So while others may look at Jan and Chase Renegar, above, as being totally, hilariously batshit nuts for recreating an entire cutesy baby photoshoot with their Jack Russell terrier Snuggles, I see them as raising the bar for dedicated dog parents such as myself. How have I never thought of doing something like this before? Lucca would look so adorable all tucked inside a bird’s nest, Anne Geddes-style… (Click through for more funny and squee-worthy pics!) [Photos: Splash News]
I don’t know about you, but I am physically incapable of talking to an adorable pet without using a weird hybrid of baby talk reserved solely for encounters with animals. Even in high-stakes social situations that require me to act like a total grown-up, I can help but melt into pieces when a puppy walks into the room and start talking to the dog like he’s a toddler. Thankfully, I’m not the only one! TheAwoman, who is some kind of recruiter, thought she had hung up the phone after leaving a voicemail when she starts singing to her … dog? She could be sweet-talking a child, a cat, or anything in between. But whoever the recipient is, the message is nothing short of adorable. Lyrics like “I love my little beary-kins. You can stay here!” and “My little carebear, I love my little beary-boy” remind us that nobody is immune to cute puppy-talk. You can listen to the clip on Deadspin. It’s so embarrassing, it’s cute. [Deadspin] [Photo of cute dog via Shutterstock]
Finally, after much delay, it’s time for another episode of “Ask A Single Dog Owner,” in which I, with my trusty furry sidekick Lucca, answer reader questions about pet ownership! Have a question for me? Email firstname.lastname@example.org. And there’s an exciting addition to the series — Lucca is now doling out her own little nuggets of wisdom. Watch above!
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The first few months that I had my dog Lucca were rough. I adored her, make no mistake, but training a two-month-old puppy is no joke. I would set my alarm for the middle of the night so I could walk her, as her tiny bladder wasn’t yet prepared to hold it all night. And while I was crate-training her (a fantastic method, by the way), she had more than a few bathroom accidents indoors. One time she peed on my bed three times in one day, always after I had washed the sheets from the previous accident. The impact on my social life took some getting used to as well; she needed to be walked right after work, which meant I had to skip happy hour regularly, and I couldn’t stay out late much those first few months either. But you know what? She grew up and became better trained and, most of all, I adapted. It really wasn’t a big deal. Very quickly I realized I couldn’t imagine my life before her or without her. She’s my baby.
Of course, she’s not a real baby. I want one of those very, very badly and am hoping to have a child of my own in the next few years, either with a partner or “Murphy Brown”-style. Regardless of how it happens, the child I have will be joining a family unit that includes Lucca. I’ve written about how it’s hard to imagine loving any creature as much as I love Lucca, but I also inherently understand the love for my child will be “bigger” or at the very least different. But I do not expect my love for Lucca to lessen. And I know I won’t ever reach the point of not loving her, despite what Allison Benedikt, a dog owner and mom of three, writes in her Slate essay advising future parents to never get a dog. Keep reading »
“I do worry about you,” wrote my mom, upon watching the first “Ask A Single Dog Owner” video a couple weeks ago. “I think you should really think about getting another dog as Lucca gets older.” Lucca is my 6-year-old dog, who I’ve had since she was eight weeks old. My mom’s concern, her urge to get another dog — which she has vocalized more than a few times — stems from the joke I made in the video (and more than a few times off camera) that my dog and I have a double suicide pact. If something happens to one of us, the other will end things too. It’s a joke, of course, but like many jokes, it’s couched in a serious truth that my mom is naturally attuned to — I truly do not know how I would live life without my dog.
Given that she is six (six-and-a-half actually), and, gulp, if I am lucky will live another 10-12 years (I think she’s part Chihuahua! They live a long time!), living without her is something I am going to eventually have to deal with.
It is my worst nightmare. Keep reading »
A few weeks ago, I asked readers to submit questions they had for me about what it’s like being a single dog owner. This is the first video in a series in which I, with Lucca by my side, answer some of those questions. (If I didn’t get to yours, don’t worry, I will!) To begin, I explain how I handle having sleepovers with dudes, how I manage to have a social life while still giving Lucca the attention and care she needs, what I would do if a guy said he wanted to have kids with me but was worried about having a dog around a baby, and who Lucca will go to in the (hopefully unlikely) event of my sudden passing. (Morbid, but important!) I hope you enjoy because Lucca and I lovvvvved making this video!