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.
Remembering the Best Boy
There is a comic that goes around Facebook quite often that sees Death coming to take a dog. The dog asks if he was a good boy, to which Death says he was the best boy. This comic always makes me think of one dog in particular that I have had the joy of knowing during my life. That good boy was my dog Shep, who literally just wandered into my life one day and made my life ever so much brighter just by his presence.
By Kathryn Dragoste5 years ago in Petlife
An Angel Get's Her Wings
It was raining the day I first saw that little ball of black velvet, even then showing her disdain of getting wet. Being a wise one she did the choosing, which was appropriate as I was a rookie in this important decision. And among the dozen or so squirming souls vying for attention, she guided my hand and my heart. Wrapping her in a warm blanket on that cold, damp day, we made our way home, a new journey for both of us. She told me her name – Angel. Angel? For a Rottweiler? Trust me she whispered. I did. And both of us never looked back.
By Cindy Thomas5 years ago in Petlife
Bear
We have a beautiful fall night , didn't we? The sky could have been more clear. I don't believe we'd ever taken a walk with so many stars watching us, right? The cherry on top of this bittersweet night was that lightly gusting wind. We love having having the wind whip our hair around. up and down, up and down. We enjoyed the heck out of that!! My hair is longer than yours was but we are both brunettes!
By Teresa Wegrzyn5 years ago in Petlife
My Buddy
I suppose Buddy’s story with our family starts as most other pets does: child begs parent for dog, parent says no, repeat for years, parent finally relents. That kid was me, and boy I never could’ve predicted the journey that Buddy would take us on. The day we got Buddy was most likely a Saturday, since that was when the shelter had the adoption trailer outside our local PetSmart. I was around 9 or 10, so my only concerns about this future puppy was that it was, well...a puppy. My mom, being a single mother with me, an apartment, and 2 other pets to take care of (a rabbit and a guinea pig) wanted something medium sized. Easier to care for you know. They brought out baby Buddy, and gosh he was cute. I was sold. The kennel attendant said that he had a fear of men from a previous adoption. Buddy was still very much a puppy when we adopted him, so it hurts me to think of what someone could’ve done to him in such a short amount of time for him to have a phobia that would persist throughout his life. Anyway, papers were signed and adoption fees were paid, and we left with a tiny brown and white puppy in a St Patrick’s day themed green bandanna. I don’t remember everything from that day (it was 20 some odd years ago) but I clearly remember a moment when we first got into the car with Buddy. He had started to cry in my lap and my mom asked if I was sure I wanted this dog. It was one of those turning point moments, a moment that I knew was going to be important. Small me of course said yes, and I’m really glad she did.
By Kacie Johnsen5 years ago in Petlife
Chud's Tale
In the spring of 2008, I was in a dark place mentally and had recently quit drinking to try to take control of my life. Between failed relationships, a lack of trust in friends, dead end jobs, all topped off with substance abuse issues, I found myself in a misanthropic state. Were it not for the few friends I still had around I would have been ready to give up on the entire human race. It was growing harder and harder to trust each new face that came into my life no matter how good their intentions may have been. I was becoming more isolated with each day that passed, longing for a companion who I trusted and cared for me as much as I cared for them. Something I was coming to believe was impossible. After some time living life like this, (which I hardly considered living), a coworker suggested I get a dog, this is how Chud came into my life.
By Jarred S Baker5 years ago in Petlife
