Mum of Pups: How Adopting Dogs Changed My Life

If I’m being totally honest, I didn’t think I had a maternal bone in my body until two years ago, when this little guy unexpectedly came into my life.

Meet Dexter — a half Maltese Shih Tzu, half Poodle dreamboat that completely melted my heart. And the craziest part is, I didn’t even want him at first.

Long story short, my brother brought him to our mum’s place when he was just ten weeks old. A few months down the track, his life got “pretty hectic.All of a sudden, Dexter was at my doorstep.

Needless to say, I was annoyed. My life was pretty hectic too, and I had no idea how to take care of a pup. At the time, I was barely even managing to take care of myself. Little did I know, what felt like an unwanted responsibility would turn into one of the greatest love stories of my life.

From our first day together as mum and pup, I was surprisingly hooked. Sure, there were moments I didn’t appreciate. Like when the shoelaces on my Vans disappeared, or that one time he peed on my treadmill…but no matter what, I loved him. After all, he is my son.

Flash-forward to the start of 2022, I went from not even wanting one dog, to wanting two — a little brother for Dexter. And so came Simba, the newest addition to our family. My little Japanese Spitz/Pomeranian prince, who recently turned one.

Unlike Dexter, who was adopted from one loving home into another, Simba was a bit of a rescue mission. He was being treated, let’s just say, not-so-nicely at his former home. That broke my heart, because he is genuinely the sweetest, most loving pooch ever. It took a little adjusting, but he and Dexter are now the best of friends.

Honestly, if someone told my younger self that one day, I’d be a proud dog mum, I wouldn’t believe them. Growing up, I always felt a little strange compared to my friends. I never saw myself having kids, and I wasn’t too keen on pets either. Before Dexter, I can’t even recall a single time I gushed at the sight of a cute puppy walking down the street, or melted over a picture of a newborn baby. I thought I was, as some people would say, “missing the mum gene.” But now, my feelings have changed.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to imply that raising dogs is synonymous with raising children. That being said, being responsible for these two incredible creatures has unleashed a side of me I didn’t even know existed — more patient, more selfless, more affectionate, more…dare I say…maternal.

As for what the future holds, I can still declare with confidence that there’s no babies on the horizon…but more dogs? Absolutely.




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