Before our kids were born our beloved Pepper, a little poodle-mix, was our "child". She began taking second fiddle after Scott, and then Elizabeth was born. We still loved her, but she was no longer our "baby" in the same way.I find myself reverting. I didn't even realize I might have empty nest syndrome until a puppy came into our home in November. (Our last dog had died about 8 years ago.)
While I adore our cat, Spooky, who has been with us for about 3 years, cats will only tolerate so much "love". And Spooky is a pretty self-sufficient guy, for an indoor cat.
Well, I have a new "baby" and a couple times I actually slipped...and called her by our daugher's name! YIKES! Please...don't tell Elizabeth. I don't think she would be flattered.



