Boy meets dog
Published May 31, 2013
As I sit here, my son has walked over to our dog to pet her and give her a little hug. Our dog is one of the loves of his life, but it wasn’t always the case.
When I first picked up Logan, she was all of about six inches from front to back. She easily fit on my forearm for the ride home. I brought our adorable little puppy into the house, excited for our new addition.
My three year old daughter walked right up to her and was instantly in love; my three year old son—not so much. Every time Logan came near him for the first two weeks, I heard high-pitched shrieks, followed by the dreaded phrase, “I don’t like my new puppy!”
What have I done? I wondered.
Like any parent, I wanted to do the right thing for my child, but my child and I had different ideas of what the right thing was. My son kept asking when we could get rid of her.
My husband was bitten by a dog as a child and had always been fearful. I didn’t want that for my son. I knew that if I could wait it out long enough, I would be giving him the lifelong gift of not being afraid.
I often see parents whose children are fearful of dogs and who don’t know what to do. I feel sorry for the kids and my answer is always the same—get a dog. The real answer to overcoming the fear is living with a dog day in and day out—not testing whether your child will get over the fear temporarily and pet my nice, friendly one. Only when you live with a dog do you learn to get past the fear. It is replaced by knowing the feeling of unconditional love and devotion by your new furry pal.
As I sit here watching my son several years later, it is easy to know that I did the right thing. He completely agrees. Incidentally, so does Logan.