Meet The Babbies

I have three babies. Two of them have fur.

Someone once told me ‘I thought I loved my dogs, until I had my kids.” I don’t understand that sentiment. I love my pets in a different way than I love my infant, because they are different, but I still love them.

So, in order of age, here they are:

Beloved Dog

Big and Handsome

This was my first baby. The care and training of him back in 2004 was the best crash course in parenting I ever could have asked for. He was the hyperest, chewingest, stubbornest puppy I have ever seen. However, after a year of being insane he suddenly transformed into a pleasant, eager-to-please, and reliable dog. Although if I leave him alone without some food-puzzles he’s likely to get into the garbage and eat chicken bones.

Inexplicably Loved Cat

My miaow-face enjoys food, food, and more food. People don’t believe me, but if they spend any time with him, they learn fast. When he was a 12 week old kitten, PH opened the fridge to get a drink. The 1.5 lb kitten jumped into the fridge, grabbed a hunk of Gouda the size of a golf ball, and took off with it down the hall. By the time PH caught up, the kitten had removed the cellophane and devoured the entire hunk. Three years later, I left him with a friend for Christmas, with warnings about the food obsession. Apparently in the first 48 hours he was at her house, he ate into his own bag of food and a big bag of sugar.

We aren’t sure why we keep him around, except that

a) His fur feels like rabbit fur

b) He’s fun to torture by squeezing, squishing, and flubbing

c) I have some kind of maternal bond which makes me love him unconditionally, even when he tries to take green beans directly out of my mouth when I am trying to eat dinner.



Yes, he has a real name.

He was born in September of 2010, nearly two weeks overdue, after 52 hours of induced labour, with the umbilical cord around his neck. He was born determined to make my hair go grey. By one week old he was staying awake for 7 or 8 hours in a row, many of which were spent screaming. At six weeks he learned to roll over.

People generally said things like “He’s so alert!” and “Wow, he’s really strong for his age…” which I assumed translated as “Does he ever close his eyes??” and “You’re in trouble”.


When he turned one I decided that he was outgrowing the name “Babby” and asked people to vote for a new pseudonym. The overwhelming consensus was “Owl” due to the big eyes and inability to sleep.



Our newest addition is “Fritter”, so named because, well, you can read it here. She was born so quickly that there was no time for an epidural, and sleeps better than her brother, who adores her. More to come as she develops personality.

7 thoughts on “Meet The Babbies”

  1. Love your babbies…especially the youngest! Your freaking out cat was too funny!

  2. The new baby/kitty video made my day! You have a beautiful family!

  3. Why have I never seen these before? They’re such great pics!

    We, too, love our dog still. We can’t understand why our kids don’t love our dog like we do, what are you gonna do, right?

  4. Wonderful and beautiful babbies all three of them! 🙂 I don’t have a human babbie but I do have a feline one. If we had a human babbie, s/he would probably be a good vocal match for her, as she tends to meow sometimes just to get you to call her or meow back.

    I love the face of your furry, four-legged stomach, so pretty. And WOAH is that one freaked out cat! He looked like an alien had landed and really didn’t know how to deal with it. Would’ve expected him to have picked up on the fact that you were pregnant over the past nine months so a new family member wouldn’t be as shocking, but yeah, maybe he’d never seen a baby before or thought humans just came in size “teenager or above”? The people I got my cat from had a toddler and I’m pretty sure she would’ve seen him before that stage too, so maybe she’d be less freaked out.

  5. Oh, my. I made a very similar video of my daughter with that exact song. 🙂 We must have really great minds.

    –amandajkr (from the good ol’ DoCo)

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