dog
It's no coincidence that a dog is a man's best friend; they're more faithful than most other animals, and more faithful than many people.
How Rocky Got His Name
I come from the desolate, thickly wooded back roads of Jackson County, Ohio. My house sat atop a slightly sloping hill among the wispy fields of weeds and the crunch of gravel roads. I was tucked in between two small towns, with a lonely two lane interstate connecting them (and me) to civilization. Fireflies and stars were the only sources of light on the road. No street lamps around there.
By A. L. Simpkins3 years ago in Petlife
Lucy In The Sky
When my oldest son walked up with a brown mutt in tow, I heard that classic line for the first time: "She followed me home. Can I keep her?" He knew, of course, that I wasn't really interested in having a pet at that time. But we did live outside of town, and we had a fenced-in yard.
By Laura Pruett3 years ago in Petlife
When We Had Mooch
Mooch came to us from a rather carefree hobo-style of life. He had shown up in the little town near us and started his rounds as if he knew the place. He would begin his day at the hardware store, all 60 pounds of his big brown eyes and black Labrador smile convincing the owners to share their lunches. From there, he made his way to the grain elevator, the dairy freeze, and the furniture store where he made more friends. At the local grocer, it was guaranteed that he would arrive around the time that they were tossing out meat scraps. He was an extremely social animal; in between snacks with his human friends, he would get together with his dog friends. Due to his party-animal mentality, the town was developing a running dog pack, and concerned citizens felt like something unfortunate was just over the rise. So one day, Dad invited Mooch to come home with us in the pick-up truck. He described our acres of running space, the expected chores that went with being a farm dog, and kids to play with; Mooch accepted.
By Lydia Stewart3 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
A dog almost named Cookie
My family is one of thousands that rescues stray animals. There was never a time we didn't have at least one former-stray companion living with us. Right now, we have two cats: one named Mimzy and the other Minnie, and two dogs, a German Shepherd named Remo and a mix named Heidi.
By Chezney Martin3 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
Doogie And The Rumble Strips. Runner-Up in 24/7 Companion Challenge.
Your mother was a wild thing. She was beautiful, with silky hair the colour of honey, and eyes like glacier silt. We couldn’t tame her, and I loved her for it. When she ran, her ears folded against her head aerodynamically, and the wind whispered through her fur, almost lifting her from the ground. She was made for the forest, the mountains, the hunt. When she left us, I saw her in your lean body. I watched you jump up the embankment to our house, and for a moment, I was blinded by the ghost of her.
By Willow Seitz3 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
