Zoey is our oldest
You might be a Furmommy if...
... You stay up with your new furbaby all.night.long for the first week.
I literally remember being a zombie from lack of sleep when I brought Zoey home. I was so concerned with her every move that I was not able to sleep. It was because I was either starring at her gorgeousness, or worrying about the fact that she may need something. I needed to be there for her!
... If you dress your daughter up in clothes the second she's big enough to fit.
This dress is an XX Small. And yes, that's my babygirl Zoey in it. Little did we know that we'd eventually get another furbaby a few years down the line that would wear the very same hand-me-down dress.
... If you spoil your princess with anything/everything they could possibly want.
What, in the name of gloriousness, could be better than a huge @$$ bone to a furry-being? Absolutely freaking nothing; that's what. Zoey ripped open her Christmas present bone so fast that she nearly choked. Fur-parents of the year, right here.
... If you claim your "pet" as a child, and treat them as such.
Ms. Zoey Bear Skinner knows that she has her parents (me and husband) wrapped around her pretty little paw. She is not only extremely stylish (dayum gurl), but she knows how to rock a pair of Ray-Bans. She's allowed to do whatever she wants, whenever she wants. What Zoey says goes.
Iduno about you, but I think all of these things qualifies me as a Furmommy. We, as mommas of furry children, don't get enough credit for all of our hard work in raising (aka potty training) our babies. Not to mention, the amount of love exploded unto our children is comparable to that of a fat kid who loves cake.
After reading these qualifications, do you consider yourself a Furmommy?
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