As many of you know, I’m a fur mom and proud of it. These little fur babies are my actual babies and sometimes I truly worry if I’ll ever love a child as much as I love my fluff balls.
While fur mom life may look all cute and aesthetic on Instagram, I am now learning just how hard fur parenthood can be and why my mom always freaked out when I would leave the litter box just one day too long. I guess this is just another step into adulthood.
I write this blog post at 6:30AM but I’ve been up since 4AM.
I have a sick dog throwing up and whining to be taken out constantly but she refuses to drink water. And then I have a somehow cockroach infested bunny area.
I have spent my morning, walking the dog, cleaning up dog throw up, comforting the throwing up dog, attempting to soothe the sick dog to sleep, reprimanding a bunny for torturing the dog in her sick state, cleaning a bunny litter box, feeding two rambunctious bunnies, yelling at the bunnies for throwing their food, and absolutely no sleep for me. All before the sun even comes up.
Now I know why people always say owning a pet is a big responsibility. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE these pets, I would go to the end of the world just to ensure they’re happy and healthy. I cry when they cry, when they’re sick I stay up all night with them unable to take my hands and eyes off of them, when they’re happy I’m happy, they are my babies – please no hate from human moms.
But they are a huge responsibility. Keeping up with all of their vaccines and vet trips and trimming their nails!
All while keeping a job down and affording your own food.
Fur mom life is hard but satisfying.
I know I sound like I’m complaining and my sleep lacked brain may be a little petty right now, but all of this makes me realize how much I truly loves these little creatures.
Sure, I’m cleaning up the dog throw up today, but Tori’s going to be the one there for me when I need a hug after a stressful day. Nilly may be a sassy little asshole but she’s the one that loves to wake me by grooming me and kissing me. Binny may have eaten every piece of wood furniture in this apartment but no other animal will fight for their moms attention like he does.
No matter how hard my life gets, all I need to do to smile is look at a picture of any of these fur babies and I’m good. When I struggle to get through the day I think about the life I’m providing for these animals. And when I cry coming home from work, they’re the first to make those tears disappear.
There is truly nothing better than coming home to a home full of animals waiting for you to arrive.
Well, the dog seems to be back asleep, maybe mamma can get some sleep too! (highly unlikely)