My Dad and brother is the only one in my family that understands that I love my dogs like kids. I get a hard time from family and friends both about what am I going to do with the dogs when I have kids. What do you mean? I am going to do nothing, nothing will change for them except they will have a live in little person to love. My brother has started to pave a way to reality with my family since he has a new baby and three large dogs.
My Grandma is convinced that my brother's dogs will eat my nephew if they ever lay him down on the floor or put him in a baby swing. But she also believes that since my dogs sleep with me that they might decide to attack me in my sleep. My stepmom has never been around big dogs so her fears are to be expected but she goes into shock anytime I talk about them being in the house. They live in the house, where else would they be.
My sister is whole different story. She likes Rocco, hates Maia, don't know why!? She likes Rocco but she wants to pet him then have him leave her alone. Well, Rocco loves her and wants to follow her and be with her. Therefore, my sister has only come to my house twice in 2 years. Oh well, we have fun without her.
