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To Chris
I’ve never understood how people can be so attached to their pets. Dogs are people’s best friends. I’ve heard it so many times, but I’ve never believed it. At least not until we bought you.
By Lika Tsoi4 years ago in Petlife
Bringing A Freezing Dog In Out of the January Cold
In the autumn of 2019, I started suffering from epileptic seizures. Those brainstorms wreak havoc on my memory. I don’t even know what recollections are missing until someone talks to me about a mutual experience we had in the past and I can’t remember anything they are saying. If you are interested, I wrote a short series of articles about my condition in the Psyche community, called I Have Bad Brains. ⚡😁👍
By Lightning Bolt ⚡4 years ago in Petlife
Luna Bee
It was a hot day, even for a Texas Summer. Or, maybe I was just particularly sensitive this day, raw with a broken heart and a disease that makes me essentially allergic to sunlight. I was used to the whole Lupus thing by now, but never did get used to being alone. It was the Summer of 2020, and I, along with everyone else on the planet, was shut off from the rest of the world, hiding away from something still new and scary. I had met a man a few months prior. It was one of those relationships that you throw yourself into in order to forget about something else. For me, this one was about forgetting a man I had loved for five years who decided that long-distance was too hard and I was no longer worth trying for. This new guy was great at first, a musician who adored me and thought like me, who saw a future with me. Until he didn't.
By Hollee Becerra4 years ago in Petlife
❤️My Special Moments With Keta Frazier
I made a friend out of Keta! When we first adopted her I’d promised to ever after make friends with her, and the best. It was about four years ago back in 2018 when we adopted her. My sister’s college friend reasoned with us a good price to adopt her into our family. We went to the Tacoma mall krispy cremes to exchange money and dog, and then she became ours! At first, it was a lot of hard work! She would poop and pee everyday on our carpet. We had to purchase a lot of clean up stuff from newspapers to pet dog papers/light white cotton mats that she could pee and poop on . We’d tried everything! Although we were very angry at first about all the poop and pee we had to get up on a daily basis, I never gave up on her! It helped me to remember when we lost our last dog that were on our third and they say third times a charm that’s one of my dreams that came true with Keta. Yes! Keta is a Pure Bred German Shepard! I’d always dreamt of having the girl one so here she is! She was trained by my mom and dad about how to jump over the little barriers, and going to dog park!Go potty outside. Now she’s a PRO! We had a blast! It was one of our first time’s there! I know it was mine. We gave her food and water. Around then summers/ summertime we take her to the dog park. My dad got it into his daily routine of taking her for daily walks. Me I continually work everyday but when I get home I get to see her everyday! The first time I went to dog park with Keta Frazier, she saved my life! Here it is I was wanting to roller blade for the first time down the patron smooth concrete and I veered off into the street Keta was coming to save my life! That’s when automatically I knew I’d built trust with here secretly! She was coming across the street to help me. Instead my mom called her back in the moment at the time. Keta is very, very, new to me! She does ask the things after all these years I’ve wanted my other puppies to do like, sit, give me your paw, “pet me please”, the great howl, and kisses and Huggies. Oh yeah, plus the woof woof in can I get a woof woof. She does it!
By Rachael Frazier4 years ago in Petlife
By The Fire
"He is going to roast himself one of these days", my dad said for the hundredth time that winter. I always joked about eating him, how he was cute enough to just gobble up. Especially those thighs! Maybe this was his way of getting in on the joke. Or maybe dogs just really are that devoted to making us happy.
By Becca4 years ago in Petlife
In a Chevy Lumina
When I was eight years old, my world changed. I was living with my grandparents at the time in an old house on the corner of Blue Bonnet and Ohio st. I was playing Pokemon, the Gold version I think, with friends from across the street. We were trying to catch a legendary Pokemon and at the end of a full day, we still hadn't managed. I remember seeing police officers outside my house, and wondering what all the fuss was about, but my grandparents told me to go over to the neighbors house and play. So at the end of our escapade, my thoughts were full to the brim of what could have happened. Did my dad who I had never seen turn out to be a mastermind criminal? Was my grandfather a secret crime boss, and I an unlikely heir to a grand fortune? My mind raced with possibilities, all of them painted with a brush of optimism and good fortune, because I had never known a world where loss existed.
By John Eva4 years ago in Petlife
The Love of a Dog
I lay Lexy on the cold metal examination table. The vetanarian gives Lexy, my beautiful husky, a pat on the head. “There is nothing else we can do for her, the cancer has progressed to her kidneys” she whispers with sympathy. I nod my head, with tears streaming down my checks, to land on Lexy’s nose. Lexy gives me a tentative lick on my hand, trying to comfort me even though it is her I am trying to be brave for. I have to be brave today, because today is the day I let Lexy go over to the other side of the rainbow. The vet touches my shoulder and says, “I will let you have time to say your goodbyes and come back in with the medicine. She won't feel a thing,” she promises me, “it will be just like she is going to sleep.” The door shuts on my sob. “Lexy,” I whisper, “I do not want to say goodbye.” Lexy glances into my eyes and I am positive she does not want to say goodbye either. So, I do not say goodbye. I remember. I remember all the adventures me and Lexy went on, and start telling Lexy of all the joy she brought me in her short life.
By Chandelle4 years ago in Petlife
Owls Are Sad Too pt. 2
Owen the Owl is still seeming to dismiss the matter that he’s a sad boy. That’s a feeling of defeat and loss. Now by living in a general centre the mask of knowledge with how other suffering somebody’s come to facts with being this hopeless and then on with the situational cause of affect that there is nothing being simply there that can be getting fit in well with whatever there is to be to understood on how to discover something better or even how to discover something meaningful in a world so cold that is caught in with the worst of a badgering concept of what we the owls do by hating ourselves and what get done by hating others.
By Keanna Barry 4 years ago in Petlife
Buddy Whigham
He was my sweet dog, but only for a minute it seemed. See, I already had a dog, and the relationship that I established with her was one riddled with stubborn compromise. A self-proclaimed horse person, I was never one to succomb to the heart-wrenching stares from kitties and pupperoos longing to find their human counterparts. As much as I loved them all, pet ownership seemed too daunting a task for someone with such a busy life. Still I fell for a beautiful Doberman who was rejected not once, not twice, but thrice for a slight jaw deformity which was frowned upon according to breed standards. What she lacked in physical perfection, she more than made up for in personality! Her loving demeanor was enough to make me cave in and allow her to warm the barren sofa cushions of our living room. What followed were months of locking horns over everything from how long throwing the ball should last to who gets to wrap their body in my favorite furry blanket. Just a hint, it was never me. Our entire family effortlessly grew to love her and vowed to never upstage her by adopting another pet.
By Suzanne Whigham4 years ago in Petlife
Adventure Cat Interview | Poseidon the Bengal. Top Story - January 2022.
Like most social media savvy kitties, I spend a lot of time on Instagram. My favorite accounts are of other adventure kitties exploring the world with their hoomans.
By Shadow the Adventure Cat4 years ago in Petlife
Love Bites
Being attacked by a dog is no fun if you've ever experienced it. I, unfortunately, would know for sure. Nothing sadder than the betrayal of your own dog. Sigh.
By Annalysse Johnson 4 years ago in Petlife
Choosing the Best Food for Your Cat
Everyone determining to deliver domestic a cat or kitten desires to determine what cat meals is best. What maximum humans do not understand is that cats have unique desires to be met similar to humans. Let's have a take a observe what your cat desires to live healthfully.
By weight loss4 years ago in Petlife