humanity
Isn't it ironic that the very best of humanity is seen through the love and empathy we show to our pets?
Companion Calamities
It's been fifteen years since my dog passed away from old age, but I still have the memories. In 1993, my Aunt's Border Collie, Aurora, was pregnant, and she offered us first pick of the litter, once they were weaned. We also got to stay up late one weekend while they were born, but our parents hauled us home at around midnight.
By Natasja Rose3 years ago in Petlife
In It Together
Over the years our house has seen many animals come and go. Some were fostered before moving on to their forever homes, some stayed until they crossed the rainbow bridge. All had one thing in common, they were rescued from bad situations. Some neglected, some abused, some homeless. We took in any animal in need, including, but not limited to, a fawn, rabbits, birds, cats, dogs, a pig, and even a few humans. I even trap mice live and take them far enough away to not come back. I always take them in the morning, hoping to give them the best chance to find adequate housing by nightfall.
By Bonita L Peterson3 years ago in Petlife
Saffron the Wonder Dog
We got Saffron when I was very young. I’m not sure exactly how old, but I know that there was a conversation around either getting a dog or a rabbit. Saffron was much better than any rabbit ever could have been. She was the fluffiest golden retriever I have ever known, with pale yellow fur that never darkened to the rich gold I’ve seen in other retrievers since.
By Claire Stephen-Walker3 years ago in Petlife
Hands
Hands. The ones I know are mean and rough. Hands that grab and shake and hit. Hands that pull on my tail and ears. It is so cold and dirty where I am. The hands throw things at me that are supposed to be food, but someone else always gets them first. So cold. So hungry. We are so crammed together in here but each one alone.
By Margaret Lewis3 years ago in Petlife
The Way of the Range
“Why do you always wear black?” “I’m in mourning for my life.” —Masha The Seagull *** To be alive is to mourn. Beds where we once rested our heads, people we once rested beside, animals we’ve loved, family we’ve lost, our bodies. We mourn what has been, what can never be again, hopes dashed, love soured, spring flowers that cannot last. Some days I mourn my 20 year-old knees, my grandmother’s ability to drive a car after dark, cities where young love dripped from me, my child-feet standing on my father’s surfboard, his head still full of hair. Memory, a sweet grief, exquisite and excruciating.
By Jen Parkhill “JP”3 years ago in Petlife
PUPPY LUCK
PUPPY LUCK Here I am. Brand new at real estate. Well, not entirely because I’ve done it in the past but I’ve never really had time to invest into it. My kids are finally back to school and the pandemic is nearing the end. Now is a good a time as any to start preparing for our futures. We are more financially stable than we have ever been so if it doesn’t work out, no big deal. I’ll just go back to doing what I used to do, customer service. Real Estate is just Face to Face customer service after all, isn’t it?
By Tanya Lewis3 years ago in Petlife
My Soul Mate Has Four Legs
The last few years have been pretty tumultuous for a lot of people, for a lot of different reasons. Between a Pandemic impacting heavily on both my home life and professional life, a relationship breakdown and life in general doing what life does, it has been a busy and stressful chapter of my life. I know I’m not alone in this, and even though that is comforting to know I’m not the only one struggling at times like these, it can still feel like a very lonely experience especially when we are separated from the people we love through no choice of our own. Simple things we might have coped with before become compounded and feel insurmountable.
By Lilly Cooper3 years ago in Petlife
