This is a simple post with some quotes and thoughts about pets,
especially the four-legged creatures that are pups and hounds.
If you are a cat-lover, as my dear friend Jenny is, you may still
enjoy the quotes. One had a photo of a group of pets, two dogs
and a cat looking out the window for their owner.
I believe domestic animals of many kinds, can be our ‘children’
or our ‘angels in disguise.’ Native Americans believe their are
special ‘spirits’ inhabited in wild animals, too.
“Some of our greatest historical and artistic
treasures we place with curators in museums;
others we take for walks.”
(Found with a photo of a beagle pup, leash in his cute
puppy mouth.)
~ Roger Caras ~
“One of our oldest human needs
is having someone wonder
where you are when you don’t
come home at night.”
(Accompanied by a photo of a cat, beagle and Labrador
retriever gazing out the picture window.)
~ Margaret Meade ~
“I always say,
Friends are the family
we choose,
Is it any wonder dogs are
called,
‘Man’s best friend?'”
(Anonymous. Accompanied by a photo of an Irish retriever
licking the face of an elderly man in a wheel chair.)
“Family Circle,” February, 2014 had this collection of
subscribers’ comments about the ways people cherished
their pets, who had passed on.
“In Memory Of. . .”
1. “We used her ashes on the two dogwood trees we
planted. Which you can see outside our windows.
She’s helping them grow.”
2. “I put his name tag on my key ring.”
3. “I donated to the animal shelter in her name.”
4. “I have his paw print and his picture in a frame.”
5. “I bought a beautiful hand-stamped, personalized
necklace with her name on it.”
6. “I made a memorial shadow box for our beloved
boxer.”
There was an interesting pie chart that included the figures
of how long it took to get another animal after the loss of a
beloved pet, labeled:
“Healing Heart.”
It was divided into four quadrants:
27% answered, “I still haven’t replaced my pet.”
26% mentioned it took them, “Over a year.”
26% said they were ready in, “A few months.”
Only 21% waited a ‘few weeks.’
It reminded me of my Dad, when he had taken our dogs to the pound
to get them euthanized. He was unable to come back home without
another dog or puppy in his arms. He had never owned a pet while a
boy. The house and walks in parks and neighborhoods, he felt, would
never have been the same without them.
Mom often says her dog, Nicki, who she got a year after my Dad passed
away, (when she had the veterinarian take her Cassie out of her painful
existence) will ‘break my heart when she goes…’
I only hope her heart will heal.
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