This one's for the dog lovers out there.

Lu Lu and Obi both have birthdays in October so I thought it would be fun to do a post for my 31 Days of Truth series about our dogs. I love our dogs, I really do.  Before our girls were born, we really did treat them like our children.  When Lu Lu turned one, we had a birthday party for her in Auburn:

She wasn't into sharing her doggie cake but I can't really blame her.  Lu Lu has been in my life for six years and we have shared so many special moments together.  She was with me when Raleigh asked me to marry him and she kept me calm as I got ready to walk down the aisle.  When I lived in Birmingham in an apartment by myself, she was my little roommate.  Lu Lu curls up next to me every night and I love rubbing her belly.  She is my little companion and I love to treat her.

Obi is our little wild man.  He has been all over the place since the day he arrived at the Birmingham airport four years ago.  Raleigh loves him so much.

So do I, but he really is Raleigh's buddy.  He loves to sit in Raleigh's lap and spoon with him at night.  Seriously, when we got a king size bed he sleeps on his own pillow next to Raleigh.  His coat is so soft and feels like velour.  We have nicknamed him the "Velveteen Vizsla."  He is the most unique breed of dog that I have ever seen.  Wikipedia describes Vizlas as very high energy, gentle-mannered, loyal,caring, and highly affectionate. They quickly form close bonds with their owners, including children. Often they are referred to as "velcro" dogs because of their loyalty and affection. They are quiet dogs, only barking if necessary or provoked. Sometimes when these dogs feel neglected or want something, they will cry.

Those characteristics are so true of Obi.  He loves to be touching us at all times.  When I brush my teeth, he will come and sit upright next to me, touching my legs ever so slightly.  Even though he is larger than Lu Lu, he is more affectionate with the girls.  He will let them ride on his back and pet his ears without ever barking.  He even tries to sit in my lap when I am on the floor reading a book to the girls.  He thinks he is a baby too.

As much as I LOVE our dogs, I must tell the truth: they can also drive me crazy.  It wasn't so bad before the girls were born, but lately I have almost had too much.  Lu Lu will tee tee in the girls' room to show that she needs attention.  Obi will tear up a diaper that was accidentally thrown in the trash can.  Lu Lu will get snappy if the girls try to sit next to me on the couch and Obi will go upstairs and take all the covers off the bed and scratch at the sheets until they tear.  I know the bad behavior is partially our fault because they honestly don't get as much attention as they used to but some days it is just a lot to deal with.  In my anger I have declared that Obi is moving to Dothan or Lu Lu will become an outside dog.  I feel like Jennifer Anniston's character on Marley & Me after Marley knocks over her toddler.  Does anybody else have these struggles too?

But, any anger I have toward my dogs is usually washed away by their love for our family.  Like, when I was pregnant and Obi would sit in the bathroom with me when I didn't feel good.  Or, the other day when I was sad Lu Lu snuggled up next to me letting me know that she was here.  Dogs are man's best friend for a reason.  They love us no matter what.  Sometimes I wonder if God made dogs to have unconditional love to remind us how much He loves us unconditionally.

Till next time, let your light shine!

Blessings, christen

Truth #1 - The Truth

Truth #2 - I hate laundry

Truth #3 - I'm bad at memorization