I always thought of myself as a true animal lover, but the older I've gotten the more I realize that I don't necessarily like other people's animals. WHICH is one of the reasons I decided I could not be a vet.
I could care less if I walk out the door with my cats' fur all over me. I'll share my food with my cats--I could be eating some Doritos and will let Callie get a few licks of the cheese and I'll still eat the chip.![]()
It doesn't gross me out in the least.
I just spent the holiday weekend at my brother's house and they have 3 dogs and 3 cats in the house. The house is HUGE but it just seems that animals are everywhere. There is always fur in the food, ALWAYS. Their sheltie will eat off your plate if left unattended (I know, I know I should know better) but I refuse to eat anything once he has touched it. Their cat, the mom of Shadow and Whisper, pees constantly on the rug when she is angry about something (they have tried medications, making sure it isn't something health wise), she scratches at you as you walk by, she growls, bites, hisses... The dogs bark constantly...and I know it all has to do with training, but I just don't like their animals.
Am I a bad person? I just feel as if I should love all of God's creatures, but I just can't. I can't stand other people's dogs jumping on me, barking, whatever...Am I doomed to a life of being one of those people who love their children, but hate everyone else's?![]()
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