What is life if not a constant series of learning experiences. This year on Christmas, I was gifted the sweetest thing one could ever imagine, a child.
Okay, so my "child" happens to be a "canine," not a human, but that doesn't make me any less of a mother. So I didn't give birth to my puppy—whatever, same difference, amiright moms?
In all seriousness, this puppy as taught me something I imagine parents to actual humans feel as well—unconditional love. This thing needs me to survive. I feel the need to give her the best life possible every second of the day and I would do anything for her. I have officially become a disgusting obsessive mother of a fur baby, and I don't care who knows it!