I've been watching a lots of Weeds lately. In one scene, Celia mocks a neighbor for calling their pets their children.
I used to be like Celia. (If you've seen Weeds, you know how funny that declaration is.)
But now.
Oh, now.
Now, I'm one of *those* people. One of those obnoxiously pretentious people who refer to their pets as their children. Who talk about their milestones with their friends.
But before you judge, consider this: my coworkers get to leave to take care of a sick child, do a day care pick in between classes, or bring a feverish rugrat to work. No one complains.
Do I get the same treatment as a child-less prof?
Of course not.
So for now, I will continue to talk about my child, Puppy.
What are the odds I can start complaining about not having PermaU-provided Doggy Day Care without anyone batting an eye?
2 comments:
I have a friend from grad school who's married, no kids, 4 dogs. He calls the dogs "his babies" and that's OK with me. But he does flood my inbox with emails regarding his dogs whereabouts and development, accompanied with tons of doggy pictures; at the same time, he has never ever indicated even the slightest interest in how my children are or what they're up to. So that's annoying...
Unlike children, pets stay pets:) My cats are not going to turn into teenagers or object to being treated like babies.
I can usually find like-minded pet owners who appreciate the pictures and cute stories. Many people my age have become children-people. When the kids leave home they often revert back to pet-people (at least until the grandkids come along!).
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