Yay for the doggy and his special owner! Good on you!



Originally posted by yorkster
Here too.
When I was growing-up, my sisters and I thought our parents were soooooooo mean because we had all these 'rules' and they made us work hard around the house, yard, etc.
Our friends had more freedom and less work to do.........always.

Within a year of moving out on my own, I was very glad that they had been that way.
And the scary part: I realised that I would do the same thing with my kids (someday)- something I had always said I wouldn't do!
Amen to that!!! My mother struck an unusual compromise with rearing me. I was always mature for my years, so in many ways, we interacted more like sisters than mother and daughter. On the other hand, however, Mum also ensured that I respected her as a parent and she raised me to be the best possible person I can be. She certainly expected us to do our share of the housework! When I left home, she refused to coddle me, setting me free into the Big Scary World - and I am ever thankful for it.

I could ramble on for years about how great a parent she was, but it would probably bore you all!