shais_mom
08-14-2001, 01:07 AM
I have been thinking of this for awhile now. I have been thinking about how since I got my animals, especially Shaianne, that I have become a better person.
I have been showed unconditional love, and forgiveness since I got Shaianne. This wonderful, gentle spirited creature came to me, flinching when I tried to play with her, ragged ears from fighting, dry brittle coat from the food that the humane soc was feeding her, yet she accepted all this with a wag of her tail and lick to my hand. She has shown me that she is such a pure hearted animal, she can forgive and almost forget, it breaks my heart when she flinches from me. I was reaching over her head to clip on her leash the other day and she flinched. I gently smoothed her sleek head and she wagged her lethal weapon tail.
And Kylie came into my home a well-loved, well cared for cat, yet she was afraid of her own shadow for the most part and afraid of men in general due to the actions of an assinine "creep" who thinks of himself as a "man" (bah-humbug!). And with in just mere days she blossomed to a feisty cat who holds her own with the dog, loves men, and people. She doesn't hide from men when they come into my home. Altho she is leery of children, but she hasn't been around them hardly at all.
I feel my animals have made me more forgiving, compassionate towards people and animals. The unconditional love that they give me makes up for all the bad that may happen in my life, my pets don't care that I had a bad night at work, they don't care when I worry about money problems, of have a bad hair/makeup day, to them I am beautiful, they don't care what I look like. I take that back they do care when I have had a bad night at work, they sense it. Once when I had only had Shai for about 2 mos, I came home from work hysterically upset, sobbing so hard I couldn't even talk, I just laid on the bed, in the fetal position, crying and after pacing and whining for about 5 min, she finally jumped on the bed and curled her head around my legs. And when my grandpa died in Dec I spent the weekend at my parent's house, Shai knows the unspoken rule that she is not to lay on any of granma's beds, but the night before the funeral, I was having trouble sleeping and she jumped up to the bed, and curled up behind my legs, just like at home, no amount of coaxing could get her off, finally in exhaustion I gave up, and we both slept the rest of the night, peacefully.
I aplogize for the legnth of this, But I guess this is expressing how much I appreciate my animals and my pet-talk friends. :D
XOXOXO
(Is there a sign for happy tears??????)
I have been showed unconditional love, and forgiveness since I got Shaianne. This wonderful, gentle spirited creature came to me, flinching when I tried to play with her, ragged ears from fighting, dry brittle coat from the food that the humane soc was feeding her, yet she accepted all this with a wag of her tail and lick to my hand. She has shown me that she is such a pure hearted animal, she can forgive and almost forget, it breaks my heart when she flinches from me. I was reaching over her head to clip on her leash the other day and she flinched. I gently smoothed her sleek head and she wagged her lethal weapon tail.
And Kylie came into my home a well-loved, well cared for cat, yet she was afraid of her own shadow for the most part and afraid of men in general due to the actions of an assinine "creep" who thinks of himself as a "man" (bah-humbug!). And with in just mere days she blossomed to a feisty cat who holds her own with the dog, loves men, and people. She doesn't hide from men when they come into my home. Altho she is leery of children, but she hasn't been around them hardly at all.
I feel my animals have made me more forgiving, compassionate towards people and animals. The unconditional love that they give me makes up for all the bad that may happen in my life, my pets don't care that I had a bad night at work, they don't care when I worry about money problems, of have a bad hair/makeup day, to them I am beautiful, they don't care what I look like. I take that back they do care when I have had a bad night at work, they sense it. Once when I had only had Shai for about 2 mos, I came home from work hysterically upset, sobbing so hard I couldn't even talk, I just laid on the bed, in the fetal position, crying and after pacing and whining for about 5 min, she finally jumped on the bed and curled her head around my legs. And when my grandpa died in Dec I spent the weekend at my parent's house, Shai knows the unspoken rule that she is not to lay on any of granma's beds, but the night before the funeral, I was having trouble sleeping and she jumped up to the bed, and curled up behind my legs, just like at home, no amount of coaxing could get her off, finally in exhaustion I gave up, and we both slept the rest of the night, peacefully.
I aplogize for the legnth of this, But I guess this is expressing how much I appreciate my animals and my pet-talk friends. :D
XOXOXO
(Is there a sign for happy tears??????)