A Poem That Is So True...Attention Parents!

[Travel Guru]

Our Bishop read this at yesterday's Mother's Day presentation at church. I found it to be so true, and thought I would share it with all of you! Kids Are Dogs, Teens Are CatsAuthor Unknown I just realized that while children are dogs ... loyal and affectionate ... 
teenagers are cats.It's so easy to be a dog owner. You feed it, train it, boss it around. It 
puts its head on your knee and gazes at you as if you were a Rembrandt 
painting. It bounds indoors with enthusiasm when you call it.
Then around age 13, your adoring little puppy turns into a big old cat. 
When you tell it to come inside, it looks amazed, as if wondering who 
died and made you emperor. Instead of dogging your doorstep, it 
disappears. You won't see it again until it gets hungry ... then it pauses 
on its sprint through the kitchen long enough to turn its nose up at 
whatever you're serving. When you reach out to ruffle its head, in that 
old affectionate gesture, it twists away from you then gives you a blank 
stare, as if trying to remember where it has seen you before. You, not realizing that the dog is now a cat, think something must be 
desperately wrong with it. It seems so antisocial, so distant, sort of 
depressed. It won't go on family outings. Since you're the one who 
raised it, taught it to fetch and stay and sit on command, you assume 
that you did something wrong. Flooded with guilt and fear, you redouble 
your efforts to make your pet behave. 
Only now you're dealing with a cat, so everything that worked before 
now produces the opposite of the desired result. Call it and it runs 
away. Tell it to sit and it jumps on the counter. The more you go toward 
it, wringing your hands, the more it moves away.Instead of continuing to act like a dog owner, you can learn to behave 
like a cat owner. Put a dish of food near the door and let it come to 
you. But remember that a cat needs your help and your affection too. 
Sit still and it will come, seeking that warm, comforting lap it has not 
entirely forgotten. Be there to open the door for it.One day your grown-up child will walk into the kitchen, give you a big 
kiss and say, "You've been on your feet all day. Let me get those dishes 
for you." 
Then you'll realize your cat is a dog again.