When son gets a pup at age ten, the pup will be his for a few years... then son goes away- into his own life. The pup stays behind- becomes Mom's .
She will doubly spoil the pup as she misses her son so much- transfer of affection, a loving mushy motherly purpose extended for as long as the pup will live.
The pup can do no wrong...the Mom tolerates all sorts of bad behaviour.
feeds him treats often, plays with him all day long...
he goes everywhere with her.
she carries him through storms when his little paws get cold- She carries him when the walk is too long-
She carries him out to the yard three times a night and into the early morning because he has tummy troubles and will not sleep.
She asks for guidance and strength - to keep from strangling him after having had NO SLEEP for two nights straight. PLEASE! Really???
And then , in the afternoon her son sends a photo of himself on the street in PORTLAND, and she forgets about her burning eyes , lackluster sluggishness, with the pup happily snoring at her feet, having been tended to with meds and special home made stew, good for tummy funk, and she is so grateful to have this funny little pup to take the edge off of missing her funny son so very much!