Fayston, Vermont. My son recently left home for his first year of college. He is an only child. Before he left, he was often asked how I was coping with his departure. His usual deadpan reply: “She’s replaced me with dogs.”
“How so?” I asked him one day.
“Well, each dog represents part of my personality,” he explained. “Linus – he’s kind of lazy. He can lie around the house all day.”
Following his thinking, I noted “That’s pretty normal for a teenage boy.”
“Lucy,” he continued “is always wagging. She’s always happy.”
I smiled. My son’s personality is very happy-go-lucky, like Lucy. “Go on,” I said.
“And Charlie,” he concluded, “doesn’t always listen to you, Mom.”
“But he’s easily bribed with cookies,” I replied.
“True,” he said, as a big grin slowly spread across his face.
My son Erik attends Hampshire College in Amherst, Massachusetts. I miss him so much, I might need a few more dogs. JK!