I sat down to post about yesterday’s trip to the ER with my youngest daughter (appendicitis scare) and decided I’m still too emotionally spent to turn it into anything besides AARRGGGHHH! So the appendicitis-that-wasn’t story will have to wait a few days.
Instead, I’m writing about a topic that never fails to cheer me: my furry buddies! If you know me or read my blog, you’ve seen pictures of the animals that share my space. To make it easy for you, I posted photos of my furry beloveds. Aren’t they the coolest hairy kids ever?
Sitting here in my office with my gray kitty, Bailey, in my lap and my black Lab mix, Penny, stretched out at my feet, I considered how lucky I am to have been born with an “I-adore-animals” gene. I know people who don’t care for animals (“Too much hair!” “Eww, slobber!”) and I can’t understand it. So dogs and cats shed. . .big hairy deal. Pull out your vacuum cleaner a little more often. Slobber? Nothing a little soap and water can’t take care of. Those things are a small price to pay for tail wags and purrs and unconditional love that reduces stress and eases heartache.
How do our dogs know when we need a wet nose pressed against our hand? How do our cats know when we need a purring body curled up in our lap? Pets know their humans. These wonderful creatures read our moods and decipher our emotional needs like furry barometers. Don’t believe me? Ask anyone who has an animal companion and they will tell you the same thing.
What do the furry friendships in your life mean to you? Do you have an animal companion who senses your moods? Who is your furry beloved?
Til next time –