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Monday, January 31, 2011

My Other Son

Zack was in my life first.  It was just Zack and I at the end of the day.  Before husband and baby were even thought of.  In fact, funny story... when I first started dating Kevin, Zack decided that he would welcome Kevin to our home by peeing on his back while he was sitting on the sofa.  Good times.......  I consider myself lucky that Kevin called me again for another date!  :)   When I was pregnant,  we were a little concerned about how the puppy would take to the new baby.  Poodles, by nature, are very loyal to their owners and some from what I have heard from other poodle owners, do not take to the new baby at all.  But when Peyton finally arrived Zack did alright.   Well, okay...let's just say he just ignored the fact that Peyton existed.  Then as Peyton got a little older, Zack stayed away from him and only got close enough to pick up the crumbs that Peyton threw around.  But by this time he was getting braver and sitting closer to Peyton...even played tug-a-war with him.  Now that Peyton is  much older and a heck of lot more mobile, Zack really just "puts up" with Peyton.  Especially now that Peyton can be a little rough.  We are always telling Peyton to please not kill the dog!!!  Peyton, to get the puppy's attention, loves to antagonize and usually I will hear growling and sometimes snapping as a result.   But Zack never really hurts Peyton.  When the snapping does reach Peyton's little fingers (which Peyton deserves I am sure) Zack has the most guilty look on his face, just knowing he is in trouble for biting his brother.  Sometimes I can't help but smile when I see this "look"!  :)  But all in all  Zack loves Peyton for his food and Peyton knows it!  There is nothing like watching your child run around the house with a cookie up in the air laughing at the dog for relentlessly following him.  I guess if that is what it takes to get Zack to play.  I often wonder how their relationship is going to be in a couple of years.  I sure hope to  find out.   

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