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PAWSITIVELY AWESOME
Hello there! My name is Zebulon the Saint Bernard. I have been nominated for EmPAWyee of the Month. Now I happen to know you will be up vewy late tonight reading all the stories and trying to decide whose is best. But I am da best EmPAWyee ever to do da job and here is why. This is my story and I'm sticking to it!
By Lisa Brasher4 years ago in Petlife
Working During the Pandemic
It is full dark outside, and my alarm is not quite ready to announce the beginning of the day. Kitty is gently batting my face letting me know that she is hungry. I yawn and stretch and prepare to get out of bed and start my day. Kitty slinks down the bed slowly stretching her front legs, her whole body, and then her back legs before jumping to the ground and trotting towards the kitchen and food bowls. At 17 years of age (that is mid-80s in human years), she is sleek and graceful and moves with ease. In comparison, I move slowly and stiffly feeling every year of age on my body. It is day 443 of the pandemic and teleworking continues. No wonder I’m stiff and sore. Not enough exercise or moving around. Not enough outside connection.
By Cheryl Edwards4 years ago in Petlife
My Feathered Colleague
Working from home for the last 18 months has been interesting to say the least. I started working from home regularly in March 2020, when COVID-19 made its appearance in Calgary, AB. It was a scary time. My 11-year-old daughter at the time didn’t leave the house for an entire 6 weeks. We lived in a 3-bedroom apartment at that time, and no kidding, she didn’t even go outside on the balcony because she was so scared to get sick.
By Patricia Krzystek4 years ago in Petlife
"The Awesome Day"
The very sad day our hearts' broke is March 7th, 2021 at 7:00 A.M. My Six year old sweet gorgeous grey Maine Coon Mix fur baby cat suffered for months with bladder block and kidney fail. After going to the vet getting a catheter, diapers and medicine he seemed OK in January. Then we had a snowstorm and when it started to melt on a nicer day in March we harnessed him and let him and beautiful orange cream Norwegian Forrest sister play outside in our front yard on their leashes. My husband suddenly noticed him licking the snow, pulling him away, but where the malicious neighbors whom also had 3 cats, so they had the litter to clean up their truck's oil leaks' on the pavement where it was parked. He told them repeatedly to clean that up. This was on Friday and we found out he was seriously poisoned that day and I called the Veterarian's office and found out the emergency Vet was out of town for the weekend and the Vet Doctor wouldn't be in his office until Monday morning.
By Lucinda Cannon4 years ago in Petlife
The Peace And Nature With Linus
I started out my life with three common family members; An affectionate mother, a diligent father, and a sympathetic brother. As I grew up, those were the only people I could genetically relate to and even though I grew up with an orange cat named Rick...he was still just a cat. I don’t have many memories of Rick, but I remember he died from a terrible leg infection when I was at a young age. I didn’t think much of the relativity my parents had with Rick but that was just because I didn't really have much of a relationship with him. So I moved on with my life but the once praised creature popped up in my brain once I saw this kitten wandering the hallways of my elementary school. His name was Joey and every time you held him the girls would come swarming towards you. To think of that little fella meant I would be expecting a thought of curiosity and wonder, “What does having a cat feel like?”. While letting that thought lay in the back of my head, I came across an older but still immature cat walking around the same school. He was completely ignored and ominous that no one knew his name. It turns out the cat was an orphan ready to be adopted. I came up to my parents after school and demanded that we buy him, I want to truly have a cat. Next thing I know, a month later, he is sleeping on my leg in my bed. His name was Linus, and I reminisce about the peace of this curious creature as he was more than just a true inspiration.
By Joseph Fassiotto4 years ago in Petlife
Love at first sight
My association with a pet started when I was around 6 years old. Although most of my student life was in a boarding school, still my days during holidays were the most memorable ones. The credit goes to the furry little Pomeranian (Breed doesn't matter) we had, named Jimmy. Every single day of my holidays, I still cherish because I never felt alone even without no human presence around me most of the time. My bonding with Jimmy was of a friend and a younger brother and this bonding stayed till the end. Those memories still brighten my boring days.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh4 years ago in Petlife
Grumpy baby hedgy
As an estranged human, you became the family I’d never had. Who knew that a creature so grumpy and prickly could win my heart over so daringly and with no shame. Before I knew it, I’d opened my numb heart to you. Your actions were underhanded. With your pink squishy belly and your random pooping habits, you had won over my affections so quickly and completely. I was entirely under your spell. And then - you left.
By Scarlet Bobkins4 years ago in Petlife
My Collared Colleague
So, I work with this guy named Murphy. What a guy. What can I say? He has all of the characteristics of a coworker who should drive you crazy, but somehow he doesn’t. First off, his mom, Maria, got him the job here; no interview to stress over, no resume required, no background check. He was a shoe-in. He just bounced in here one day and acted as if he had been working here for years. I’d never seen such a show before. On his very first day, while making his rounds to introduce himself, he hugged everyone. Who does that?
By Jess White4 years ago in Petlife
