Our first Baby

A lifetime ago; living in New Brunswick, newly weds, long hair, bushy beard (haha yes that was Chris) driving Ruby(our vw van) and living in a very small slanted part of a victorian house, it was then that Marly became a part of our life. We were at the local farmer's market when we spotted an huge box with a litter of 12 pups bouncing around inside. We awed over them and kept going for our regular samosas and fresh orange juice. When we returned there were two puppies left with a very sad looking little boy. As we stood holding them the boy commented that his dad said if any came home they would end up in the bottom of the pond!!! Probably a ploy but we totally fell for it! Marly at 8 weeks old came home with us, to join into our crazy life. She came to university with us, the pub, to parties, across country numerous times. She was woven into all parts of our lives, present at all major events. When Elias was born we were very aware of Marly's feelings, living in a coop the dog walking and showering attention was gifted on us by a house mate. Marly transitioned wonderfully.

Then Ben was born. Two children under two, Chris with a new job meant that Marly was put on the back burner. Her walks, pets and attention in general was minimal. She began chewing the door frames, scratching the wood floors, and digging huge holes. I guess you could say she didn't transition so well.

Then Aria was born. We now had three children 4 and under. Life was wonderfully busy with a twist of crazy. Marly no got even less time romping through the fields, visiting the pond and fewer treats. We put her in a kennel to stop her from chewing the house, jumping through the screen windows and scratching at the doors, she bent and twisted the metal. I guess you could say she didn't transition so well.

Shai arrived 7weeks ago. We now have four children 8 and under, and life is still wonderful with a twist of crazy; the way we love it. Marly often doens't join us on adventures or walks, but there are now other hands to stroke and care for her. There has been no scratching, chewing, window jumping, metal bending this time. Even though she doesn't get the same kind of attention she once did, she is loved. She is our family, life is better for all of us with her. The big lug!