Big Brother Huck

Huck didn't make it to our gender reveal photo shoot, but I made sure he got in on the action later that day.  At first, he wasn't too thrilled about having 8 large balloons tied to his collar, but those Goldens...they'll let you do anything to them as long as you keep repeating the word treat. 

"Mom, what is this thing? Can you take it off now?"

I've been reading a lot lately about how dogs can hear a baby's heartbeat in the womb and maybe even his cries (did you know babies cry in utero as soon as 28 weeks??). I'm not sure all those studies are accurate but I do know that Huck senses something is up. He is very aware that big changes are coming to our household. 

And if he isn't actually hearing his little brother, studies show that he for sure smells him! Just as a dog can detect cancer in humans or an oncoming seizure, they can detect the hormonal changes that women experience when pregnant through their sense of smell. Dogs, man. They're pretty awesome creatures! 

So what kind of big brother do I think Huckleberry will be? Simply the best, of course. I'm sure he will teach his little brother all the important things in life like how to chase squirrels and torment the cat. I wouldn't be surprised if in a few years my constant shadow disappears as Huck finds a new companion to follow around the house, play fetch with, and cuddle until he falls asleep. I can't think of a better friend for our little boy than Huckleberry and I know, with Huck's sweet, gentle temperament, they will have no trouble bonding.

So here's to Huck, the best big brother a boy could have!