Baby Cages And Changing Attitudes To Children And Dogs

barry1010 | 09:51 Tue 10th Oct 2023 | ChatterBank

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I am simply musing. I was reminded recently that within living memory cages were suspended from the windows of upper floor flats so that babies and older children could enjoy fresh air.

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I know this happened in London, I'm not aware of it anywhere else in the UK.

It set me thinking. I was left alone at home before I could sit up. Babies and children had to fit in with family life, do as they were told and eat what they were given. Family life did not revolve around the child.

Same with dogs. Many dogs slept outside all year round, had to fit in with the family and do what they were told.

Fast forward a short 80 years and parents and dog owners are slaves to their little darlings. In some families it is clear the children make all the demands and are in charge.

When did doggy day care become a thing? Doggy parks? Where have all these professional dog walkers sprung from? I grew up with dogs, had dogs most of my adult life but have only recently become aware that dogs must be 'socialised'.

Was it the war that changed our attitudes? The 60s revolution? My wife and I brought our children up in much the same way as we were brought up although I don't recall us leaving them home alone when they were young and our children did go to playgroups which neither of us did.

We did allow our dogs to lie on the sofa and they always had their own bed in their own particular space.

When children are behaving badly today we say 'blame the parents'. Really, should we be blaming the parents' parents?

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My mother told me ,back in the early fiftys, she left me at the age of about two crawling around the sitting room floor of our 1st storey maisonette. She went out to the kitchen to warm my bottle and came back to see me sitting on the open window sill with my feet dangling over the edge. Apparently I had climbed onto the piano stool,onto the piano and got myself on the window sill. She was horrified when she came back into the room and crept up behind me and swiftly grabbed me in.I probably would of bounced if I had fallen on the ground below,chubby little *** that I was.