Growth

The growth in Harley has been astonishing. It's hard to believe that she is the same puppy who's ears were once bigger than her entire body. I feel as if it were only yesterday that I did my first observation of her. I've first handedly seen the changes in Harley physically and mentally. 


                                                      My picture of Harley then and now 

"The walk, the bark, the mentality in general is very different then from the first day I set my eyes upon her. She's stronger now, bigger, louder, smarter, the whole package. She's learned a lot, not how to sit or roll over but what I call doggie street smarts. She knows when its time for breakfast, how to open her kennel, and that laying by the fire or on the heating pad is vey comfortable (field notes 11\16)

Its crazy to think that just two months ago I could hold tiny delicate Harley in both of my hands, now not only does she not fit, she fights back and wants me to put her down. I want to hold and protect her forever. I still feel weary when she goes outside to the spider-infested backyard. Is this what parents feel? If so, I'm sorry Ma and Pa because this feeling sucks.

The beauty of parenthood... 

Out of all of the lessons my little Harlers has taught me, this one is high on the insightful list. In the adolescence of life, emotions are an endless roller coaster with parents. Arguing pointlessly for days on end, but for what? Parents are a child's first best friend, and I don't want to loose that connection. That connection is very special and could possibly be the only thing there during hard times, so the next time mom says do the dishes, do the dishes.