This is my dog Samson laying with Jack. Wherever we are Samson's there too; he really thinks he's people! It's pathetic-always laying in our lap, wanting to be held. I didn't realize how much we babied him until we got a real baby and Sam became the deprived sibling who is desperate to maintain #1 status.
When we brought Jack home, Sam was curious; then he realized this thing was staying and he became ridiculously needy. He already is a high maintenance dog, but it just escalated. He became increasingly depressed and would just mope around the house. I couldn't believe it, my dog was going through the grieving process! Luckily he was able to get a hold of himself and act like a normal dog. Well, mostly like a dog-he still likes to be held like a baby. But at least now I feel like I have one child instead of two! It's pretty cute actually, he and Jack are buds. Jack just stares at Sam looking amazed and Sam likes following Jack's constantly moving limbs around. My guess is "sam" will be Jack's first word...he hears Brent and I yelling it enough!
