JuneInMA's Blog

June, what a great piece. I was walking home through the park on Thursday and there was a man and his dog. The man was throwing a ball and the dog was chasing and retrieving it. Countless number of times the dog with chase that ball down and bring it back to his master, lay it at his feet and tail going a mile a minute just so he would pick it up a throw it again. I thought to myself "stupid dog" after reading this piece, I changed my mind. That was Loyalty......

fenwaydav,

That IS loyalty and love.

lafko, Thank you very much. Now I'm seating here crying like the useless sap I be. I'm sure he misses his pal every day, but you and your family are most likely the first and most important loves of his life. You guys come first.

I have a soft spot for dogs (and cats) that sometimes I think is a little bit way too soft. I can't even watch a pedigree commercial that's running now that shows a dog at a shelter because I sincerely start crying like an idiot. I can't even do anything to stop it. They love unconditionally and ask for nothing. Their incredible ability to forgive is something I beg God I can achieve someday.

P.S - The author of the quote should have come after the second paragraph. I unfortunately did not write any of this, but it spoke to my heart. I hope you guys liked it.

lafko,

I feel the EXACT SAME WAY!!!! My dream would be to open a sanctuary, a no-kill shelter for dogs and cats and maybe other animals too. I would spend the rest of my life caring for them and rolling in the mud with them and be the happiest human being alive! Unfortunately, unless the lottery smiles upon me, I don't think I'd be able to do this. If it does though, be around because I'm coming on here to recruit!! LOL!

For now, I do what I can. I take care of my babies (2 cats in my avatar) and when we buy a house, will have 2 dogs as well. I try to reach out and contribute to shelters and animal organizations too, but what I can do is limited of course. I write letters for legislations for animal rights and protection. The HSUS is always looking for people to write letters. The people that are on the field for animals every day are some of my heroes.

That Pedigree commercial kills me. Just absolutely devastates me.

June,
Forgive my ignorance. HSUS?
I have a friend who was working three part time jobs to pay her mortgage after she got divorced. She is also an animal lover. She decided to open her house as a doggy day care. She takes care of about six or seven dogs while their "parents" work and when they go on vacation. This is now her only job. Oh, I forgot to mention, she was doing child care for awhile but decided she liked the dogs better. lol.

You know, as I sit here and read about you folks wanting to start sanctuaries, I was thinking that'd be a good idea for me to do. Then I realized I already have...And the funny part of it is, I know there's a lot of pets in my home, but I still want more. Go fig! (I'm a softie for animals too, if you hadn't caught on.)

Oh, I get it. Chip and lafko want to see how many times they can make me cry on this post. Ok, that's twice now guys! :)

Chip, I wouldn't have been able to see the commercial. I'm sorry it saddened you so much. I often look at my babies who are now 3, and I wonder what I'm going to do when they are gone. The thought alone brings me to tears. I hope they have a very strong drug ready for me when that day arrives.

Xantun, we do what we can, right? The pets in your home are safe and sound and that's your sanctuary!

Absolutely, June, and I swear that they eat better than I do! But, I'd have it no other way. Even when they get on my nerves (and they do), I still don't know what I'd do without 'em.

Chip, I know how you feel. I can't see commercials with beagles without thinking of my first dog, and it's been 9 years since we had to put her to sleep. And I'm sure that if something happens to our dachshund, that "rub my belly" Pedigree commercial is going to kill me, especially since that dog is the spitting image of mine. (What is it with Pedigree and the making people cry with their ads?)

Lots of great stories. I never get tired of reading pet stories. I love animals. I posted this quote because I thought it was beautiful and true. I wanted to see how many other people were as soft with their pets as I am.

Xantun, not only do my cats eat better than me, but I swear they can make me do whatever they want. Garfield was sleeping on the couch last night (they're not allowed on the nice couch) with his back legs up in the air and his front legs up over his head.....snoring. My husband would have picked him up and put him on the floor immediately. Me, the SUCKER, I melted into a little puddle, put myself back together and kissed him. I didn't have the heart to wake him up. I swear, they look at me and they can see the invisible word SAP written on my forehead.

Xantun,

I'm laughing out loud over here!!! Why are they so hilarious?? My husband can't go by the treats and toys without grabbing something either! Peekaboo sometimes decides that I haven't cleaned myself well enough and proceeds to 'clean' me. She brushes (pulls) my hair and licks my face. Pushing her away does nothing because she's determined to get me clean! Also, my husband can't leave the house without her blessing. He HAS to check in with her before he leaves. Incredible! Garfield has his moments in which my neck of all places is the only place he wants to sleep on. I push, I shift....nothing. I usually have to give in and watch tv OVER the orange fur in my face!

Cajun has decided that she likes my old, beat to hell Doc Martens. When I take them off, I have to make sure I put them in a room she's not allowed in, otherwise she'll stick her head in them. And the next to last time she did that, she got stuck. (They're the 8 eye boots, so they're just above the ankle. Not too bad, but apparently not bad enough to discourage her!) Plus, we just bought a new chair for our living room not that long ago. As soon as we brought it home, Cajun claimed it over the chair that had been hers at the time. So now, if anyone sits in it, even if there's another chair she's allowed to sit in, they get subjected to the patented "pissed off cat evil eye" look, and quite possibly a very furry lap robe. (I know you've seen the look before, June!) She's not allowed on our couch, but if I happen to be napping there, I'll wake up with her forepaws planted on my forehead and her staring down at me. Of course, it's not just the cat who's hilarious, but I'll save the other stories for another post...That byte count fairy isn't my friend!