Do you have animals in your life? If yes, what do they mean to you? If no, why have you opted not to?
I am going to be away from home for the next few days and already my lap feels empty and naked without fatty Magoo and skinny Magee.
I would never tell our two dogs this, but recently I have been missing Rex a lot, he was a magnificent dog and I miss his big head,, he would put his head right up to my face to will me to wake up, it worked every single time and at night he would rattle the house when he would let his big head drop to the floor after deciding that he was ready to lay down completely.
I also miss Marshall the black Lab and Tuck our eccentric Beagle ; they were very special, each in his own way. I had wondered to my husband if Marshall had been happy, but when we started to reminisce about his life with us, we decided that a dog who would not even put a piece of steak in his mouth because it had some gristle or a little too much fat on it, couldn’t have been too sad and his tail had always been high and perky whenever he agreed to go outside, he was most certainly a character; as was Tuck, who was very discerning with people as well as with his food. Tuck had been the most dainty eater, however if there had been the slightest threat that his morsel might have gone to either Marshall or Rex, he would have gobbled it down no matter how hot it was or how big it was, it was his and no one else was ever going to have it.
Rex’s only concern was for the well-being of his family, if the family was all squared away, then and only then would he allow himself to relax and that was when his singular obsession with the ball, any type of ball, would appear. He would stare at you and then at the ball and wait for you to throw his beloved ball so that he could retrieve it and he was such an athletic dog, he would jump so high vertically and catch the ball directly with his jaws of steel, no matter how hard it was thrown or kicked at him. He was such a gentle giant, a tremendous babysitter and a phenomenal companion.
I warned you that I was really missing Rex as of late, these feelings come in waves, though the love always stays constant, the missing part flows and ebbs, thankfully because I wouldn’t want to miss him this strongly all of the time.
Pets are a definite blessing in life.
I have 5 cats. 3 more till I can officially be called “The crazy cat guy who lives next door.”
5 cats is impressive, I would be a mess with their names, I could barely keep the three dog’s names correctly when the trio were around, Marshall, Rex and Tuck. I wonder why cat owners get labeled and dog owners not as much, dogs and cats are both pets, a little different that’s all. I doubt that I could manage 5 dogs, my lap isn’t big enough. lol
Four are cats we rescued last summer have were unable to find homes for, so we just kept them. The names can be difficult, mostly we name them after some physical feature. Socks it the one with with legs, Spotty has a spot in her nose, etc…
That makes a whole lot of sense, you can’t forget body parts as easily. You are true heroes, those cats are so lucky to have you. 🙂
I got a golden… He means the world to all of us at home 😊
They give us so much love and more. It is so easy to love them back. 🙂