Have you ever thought about something horrendous happening to a beloved pet when you were really young, told by a parent since you did not witness it, but when you get older and consider the circumstances at that time that it couldn’t be possible? Would our parents prefer to tell a gruesome story rather than the truth? Would the story be the same or would they finally admit to their actual actions & reasons, hoping that you would have forgotten all about it a long time ago? No Mom, I would have never forgotten a sweet grey & white kitten named Happy who I brought home from daycare & only had for a few days, nor would I ever forget a sweet little Terrier pup named Brownie, who chose me while I was sitting with his litter, or Susie, a little black & white mixed pup, didn’t have either canine for very long until they disappeared, I had all 3 separately at different times but not in the order as mentioned. Although, Mom did bring home a little white & tan mix pup that was found at her job after not having any pets for at least a year, I had Toby Princess for 11 years while I grew up, then adopted a sheltie mix Sweet Jesse Girl a year after Toby’s passing, who I had for 15 years & was my rock. About a year after losing Jesse, I adopted my Tuxedo kitty Kally, who is ornery but loves her Ma, have had her for 15 years now.

No matter how long you are blessed by the love of a pet, they are all special, although some we have closer bonds with than others. Losing them is heartbreaking and can be hell with daily reminders of their absence & you’ll always miss them, but don’t close your heart to another forever, eventually you’ll be able to love a sweet furry face again, which is all they want.