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.
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
Sisters in Storms and Smiles
The day we met our new family was the best day of our lives, but it certainly didn’t start out that way. The day started as they always did, with yelling, yelling about the accident on the floor I tried not to make, but really after a whole night had passed what was I to do? Sometimes things stay within a vocal assault and sometimes they escalate, do i look more sorry one day than the next? I am not sure I will ever understand humans and how they work. After the daily release of hate and rage from my mom we were put on our leashes and assumed we would be going for a walk to burn off some energy so we can lay quietly in the corner as our parents want us to. I can’t help but wonder, why not buy another statue if all you wanted was silence and beauty. After a long while of walking as our legs grow weary our human stops and ties us to a stop sign. We whimper and whine as she walks away, while she has left us for days before it has never been outside of the safety of our own home and here, bound like this, we are defenseless. People pass by and give us sad looks and pity pets or take our photos and tell us they hope someone helps us soon but no matter how sad they seem they all walk away, just like our mom. We wait in the heat and lose hope by the moment until a white van pulls up and a small blonde woman hops out. She has water and comes slowly over to us, meekly and calmly asking us how we are and if we are okay, crouching to make herself smaller and slowly moving towards us with a hand outstretched but not irritation or aggression as we have known, is this kindness? I can only tell that she is different from our mom, but different isn’t always good so I keep my eyes trained on her, ready for whatever may come. She stands up, as if to walk away like the other did, and unbinds us from the pole and asks if we would like to come home with her. Aspen bounds into the car, fearless as ever, and settles immediately so I follow suit because no matter where we go, we will go together. A short ride later we are being unloaded by the mystery woman with water from the van to a house. We are taken outside and walked around and then introduced to her husband and children. This home is cleaner than I am used to and I am afraid of making a mess so I lay in a corner, back to the wall to keep an eye on all the movements. Later that night, Aspen yells at the top of her lungs whenever someone comes around and she is thanked but reassured she is ok. She has never heard before, she was only ever treated like background noise or a nusuince but never valued. I still don’t know how I am supposed to act here or how long we will be here but I try and enjoy our new home. I desperately crave the ability to ask them if they want to be our forever family but as long as I stay with my sister I am sure that things will be ok. Sometimes when the food bowl is picked up throughout the day I wonder if it will ever be put back down. And when all the humans leave I don’t know if I will ever be snuggled again. The inconsistency in my life has left me unable to predict the responses my movements will elicit. I lay here with my sister, now warm with full bellies and lots of love and all I can seem to do is remember, remember the times I was not loved, the times I was yelled at or hit, the times I was abandoned. I would love to live in the present and run around without fear but the lessons of my past overwhelm me and bring me to a point of terror even when I know I am safe. Aspen seems to love her home and family but still protects me any time there is a new person or voices are raised. She can feel me shaking and cowering and lets me know I will never really be left alone.
By Kathleen Axtell 5 years ago in Petlife
Top Things to Consider Before Buying a Dog
Before taking the leap and welcome a new canine companion into your home, you must first consider the pros and cons of owning a pet. Although the process is an exciting one, dogs need a lot of care and attention. Making a quick, in-the-moment decision is not something that is advised when it comes to providing a new home for a dog – or any animal. The decision is never an easy one to make, so creating a list of pros and cons is a great place to start.
By Alicia Walker5 years ago in Petlife
Keylie
I will never forget the moment I met her. She was so sweet and friendly and very well trained. I was so surprised that anyone would give her up after all the time and effort they spent training her. But then again, they said the couple was older, and she was pretty hyper.
By Amanda Castelli5 years ago in Petlife
What You Need to Check When Buying Dog Leads In Australia
It would be a dog owner's worst fear if their dog were to run in the middle of a walk and there was no leash on the dog to stop it from running too far. If you own a dog or know someone who does, you can easily picture this scenario. The only way to prevent this nightmare from becoming a reality is to invest in a sturdy dog leash that will enable your dog to roam freely without getting lost.
By Rogue Royalty5 years ago in Petlife
A Pets To Become a Family Member
As we know that loving someone is not an art, but it's a feeling that we can't represent; however, we can do and represent with the person and experience them about how we loved her or him. Do you know pets and animals have their feeling towards the people, home, place, and person? So before taking too much time, let's start talking about our family member who ones a dog.
By Maulik Borsaniya5 years ago in Petlife
Business Arrangement
Life is a series of dogs. My parent’s dogs, the dogs of my childhood, that were always just there and some that one day were just gone. I hadn’t picked them but we were together just the same. Then Dogs of my own. My cost, my concern, my responsibility. More dogs than girlfriends.
By Craig Johnson5 years ago in Petlife
Siya Loves You
Work had been hectic that week so I was looking forward to the weekend. It was Friday morning and there were fires starting in my inbox left and right! Out of the corner of my ear I hear my phone vibrate a couple of times. I check it immediately because I will take any distraction to take me away from those stressful emails. It is a text, a link to a picture of a dog at a shelter. I opened the link and for the first time in my life, I saw her. She had the most beautiful eyes that I had ever seen. They were hazel brown, the biggest eyes you will ever have seen. Pretty golden freckles cover her face and a gold streak stretches from head to tail. She has a curious look on her face as if to say, “Where is my home?”
By Maximino Rodriguez5 years ago in Petlife
A very good boy
I wanted a dog. For my whole adult life, when I lived on my own, I wanted my own dog. A dog I chose. One I could call completely my own. The only other dog that had chosen me was technically the family dog. My parents brought her home at 19. She always slept with me, even after I moved out and came to visit. When I first saw her, I was disappointed that she was not a small puppy. She was a Doberman, Labrador, German Shepard mix. At nine months old, she was already the size of a medium dog. When I expressed my disappointment, my mother claimed, “Well she was on death row, but we could take her back,” knowing dang well I would not agree to that. I also knew she had no intention of returning her. My mom was as soft as I was. Her name was Angel, the people in the shelter named her. She jumped on my dad as soon as he saw her. The shelter personnel begged my father to take her. My dad is as soft as my mom and I when it comes to animals, especially rescues. They named him Simba.
By Zelda Foxx5 years ago in Petlife
Keeping Him in the Family
My boyfriend ("J") is the oldest of three brothers -- the other two brothers we'll call "B" and "R". From my understanding, B got a puppy for Christmas 2012; their mom surprised him with a white Shih Tzu that has black ears and black spots/patches all over. Based on this information, you shouldn't be surprised that B named the puppy Panda.
By Kaitlyn Dawn5 years ago in Petlife
Eight Tips On How To Take Care Of Your New Puppy Pet
A puppy is a wonderful, fun, and precious addition to any family. Puppies are also a massive amount of work, but if you stick with it, you'll be rewarded with a faithful, happy, and loving partner. Your new puppy should be at least eight weeks old when you adopt them. Puppies are typically weaned at eight weeks, and removing them from their mothers before that time is unhealthy. If you're thinking of getting a puppy, read on below and learn how to care for puppies.
By Jenifer Loras5 years ago in Petlife
