A Pet Store Day

I try to fool myself into the rationalization that pretend pets are equal to real pets. Why in the last two weeks alone Nicky's little pup Rosebud has accompanied her everywhere including the swimming pool, ocean, and bathtub. She bathes the dog over my carpet, shares her lunch with it, and sticks its mug in her water glass for a drink. Rosebud isn't her only pet. Nicky has an array of cats, dogs, and rabbits in her bed. Some of their names are, Brr Annie, twins Whitebud and Whiteybud, Butterball, and Momma Cat. It's hard not to smile when she can't seem to find room for herself in her overcrowded bed.

Here are some funny moments I captured this week.

In the tub with Rosebud and balancing two kittens.

All my rationalizations are shattered when we are actually around real animals. Nicky glows. Her number one favorite thing to do is go to the pet store and hold everything she can get her hands on.

This little Chihuahua was so adorable. I'm normally not a dog person myself, but it was so little and shaky. I wanted to be Paris Hilton or Jessica Simpson and carry it in my purse. Andy doesn't quite know what to think of objects that aren't related to trains but he is certainly a gentle boy for his age. He seems to have a sense for being soft with animals.