my family tell me that I am the dogs mummy as well.

[canteatcustard]

which is quite a revolting idea to me. I would never give birth to anything that hairy.
Family point out that he drinks when I turn the tap on or drink, as he runs to his water bowl and drinks.

When I pop to the loo, he follows, waits for me to go out then waits by the back door to go out himself.

Apparently he makes a huge fuss when he hears my car pull up or I walk to the door.

All this is proof that I am his mummy.

I dont think so, I am simply the one that opens the magic cans of chappie, give him fresh water. And during the working week am the one to do the walking.
He only follows me because I am the one that cooks and he can snatch the odd bit of veggie peel . I am the source of food and walks. I am the one that picks up his poop.

I am already the mother of a large brood, this dog is not my baby!

I consider myself to be my dogs mummy and love to wind up DS1 by calling him the dogs big brother it really winds him up.

Kaitlin, my kitten got a christmas card and stocking from his grandparents. They are totally smitten.
Before I had him, I'd say it was twee to call myself his mummy, but since he's my baby, how can I be anything else.
OP. YABVVVU.

Also, the not being able to go to the loo in peace....that makes me his mum, right?

I'm surprised that those with cats see themselves as anything but slaves to their feline overlords.

Rescue pets are adopted. You adopt an animal. You get parent inferred upon you by the process.

Not that I care. I realised I really cannot tell the difference between kids and animals over Christmas when I walked into the kitchen and said 'where's your dad?" to a Labrador I had a stern word with myself.

I had 2 baby kittens for a month never again. I like the idea of having a dog but not right now.

Isn't mummy another word for slave/overlord?!

My dds say I'm their dogs grandma 😬

Of course you are his mummy
A mummy looks after you, feeds you, loves you etc so if you are not his mummy, who/what is? His dog mummy presumably doesn't live with you so you are his adopted mummy.
How could you think otherwise

Oh yes, one of my nieces is a dog she has a sister who is my human niece.

My dog adopted me as her Mummy. I had, and still have, no choice in the matter.

YABU OP, but be glad you don't have a cat. Then you would be the PA.

he is the dog. he is the pet. he is not my son. my sons have two legs. yes they all have reasonably hairy legs, but not that hairy.
just because they all eat carrots, doesnt make them all my sons.

the only thing similar is one son ate a glitter crayon once and had sparkly poo. at least that was containable, in a nappy.
when the dog ate some raw rice, I had white 'rice cake' poos ALL over the garden.

My mother called her dog my sister. To be fair, she did have it rehomed she couldn't be arsed with her any more...much like me

I was definitely my dogs mummy. Originally my mum was his mummy (I was a kid when we got him) but then I moved out and stole the dog. So he had me as his mummy and my mum became "old mum"

I am not the cats mum though. Me and the cat have an agreement that he can stay in my house so long as he stays out of my way. He absolutely adores DS1 though and will wait for him to return from school, hug him, and play with him. DS1 refers to the cat as his brother. And I do too. And the cat is the babies twin. (They were born on the same day!) Despite this I'm still not his mum.

YABVU of course you're the dogs mummy.

My cat regards me as his mother. He is adult but most days drapes himself over my shoulder, kneads with his paws, purrs contentedly and dribbles. Having bred cats I know he is regressing for a few minutes back to kittenhood and treating me as his mum. He follows me round, waits outside the bathroom -- calling if I'm too long, and rushes to the door when he hears my car. He has a human auntie, uncle and big brother, with each of whom he has a different relationship.
I love him to bits and he knows it

I am a pugmum. He is like a toddler and follows me everywhere. He likes kisses and cuddles and sits by the door waiting for me if I have been out. DS calls himself the brother. We love him - he has really helped pull DS out of a bad period of mental health issues. When DS is sad the dog somehow knows.
The cat on the other hand is a ferocious bitch that I still love but is wild as hell - like a rebellious teen!

What is all this rubbish about being a dog's mummy? nonsense, OP, you are your dog's goddess. Leastwise, on similar evidence that is what my family have deduced in my case.

We are mummy and daddy to our boy.

Daddy=leader
Mummy= higher pack partner (who cleaned up my sick last night after I wolfed down cat shit)

You're right OP.

It's completely possible to love and adore a pet without thinking it's your child. Because it isn't.