Do you remember the beginning of the cartoon movie 101 Dalmatians? You know, it has all the dogs and their owners walking around, and each pair (dog and owner) look matchy matchy.
This is my life. I think about how perfect Geronimo is for our family on a daily basis. I also think we look kind of similar, but maybe that’s because I spend so much time with him that I’m actually morphing into him.
Geronimo has definitely got my OCD, spastic, sensitive personality. The phrase, “his mother’s child” so applies here. This dog is a mama’s boy, mini-me, Amy* clone, which is why I was so worried about him moving to Germany.
I knew that my sensitive little boy would be scared on the flight. I knew he wouldn’t like the noises. I worried that he couldn’t handle the change. (He’d only ever lived in Texas, after all.) I worried, stressed, afeared, etc.
And guess who in our family loves Germany the most? Geronimo!
Sure, he sometimes hears noises that scare him (like the garbage truck or artillery), but otherwise, he is thriving. He’s even started to love being outside more than in. What happened to my little boy who wouldn’t go outside without me? Now he lays around in the yard solo. Or his current fave: sits inside but with the door open and his head outside.
When I look at his furry mug, I realize how resilient he is, how simple his joy is, how much I love him, and how much his breath stinks. (I’m not kidding, y’all – it’s getting ridiculously foul!) We are sad that we have to take G-mo away from this place that he loves so much, but I know that he’ll be just as happy in El Paso. He has proven that he’s one tough cookie. I’m hoping that I can take a page from his book and be a tough cookie, too.
Are you similar to your pet? Or have you had a pet that was your mini-me? When I was younger I had a guinea pig named PJ (short for Prince Gigolo; I didn’t know gigolo didn’t start with a J or what it meant). He was also a spazz like me. It lead to his early demise: scared to death.*