- You are all dressed wearing your fancy fake fur coat and you reach into the pocket for a tissue and you find liver treats in one pocket and an empty plastic bag in the other.
- Dog poop no longer totally grosses you out. It only partially grosses you out.
- You have a baby gate in your house and your youngest child is 18.
- You visit your sister so the dogs can have a play date.
- You find yourself actually considering that a dog stroller would be a good purchase.*
- You have weird dreams about dogs and babies.*
- You are offended when your son doesn't love your dog as much as you do.
- You consider buying shares in a paper towel company because you use so much to clean up the dog messes in your house.
- You become fastidious about cleaning up EVERYTHING that falls on the floor in your kitchen, otherwise the dog will chew it.
- When you step in a dog pee puddle in the kitchen, you calmly take your socks off and put on a pair of clean ones. Without freaking out.
*Dixie is afraid of traffic and we live on a very busy street. When we take her for a walk, we have to carry her about one block before we can put her down. She is still small enough to carry but if she doesn't get over this fear, it will be hard to take her out for walks.
*I dreamed that Ben and Carolyn (my son and his wife) came over one day carrying a car seat. I didn't know that they were pregnant and while I found a little strange, it seemed quite acceptable for me. I pulled back the cute pink baby blanket and out peered, a black lab puppy, just like Dixie. I oohed and aaahed over the puppy just as I would over a baby.