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How Can You Talk About Just One Pet And Only About A Dog?

When you have had as many pets in a lifetime as I have had, it is difficult to just talk of one!

By Denise E LindquistPublished 2 years ago 4 min read
John and Bella just getting off a ride on the 4-wheeler

I have many memories of times with pets. Is it because I have been alive for so long, or is it because I have had so many pets? I am not sure but there is no way I can tell just one story.

As a young girl we could have just one pet at a time. I get that today, but back then I thought we should have more. Today, due to the pandemic many have a pet for every person in the family.

They really do make some great companions!

Recently a friend said they decided in retirement to not have another pet as they added up their vet bill over the years and it was over $10,000.

My first dog got rabies when I turned ten years old. Our dog was foaming at the mouth and growling. A slow steady growl. He wouldn't bite any of us but he also wouldn't let us get close. My mom called the dog catcher, and the police came to the house too.

We all had to go into the house while they took our pet away. It was hard to replace Pixie for me. That was the last time we saw Pixie. We got two puppies, Pixie and Dixie when I was having my tonsils out at age five.

My dad died the year Pixie died too. I wondered for a while if he could have gotten rabies too. We were told that they were catchy. My dad died when he fell off of a 2nd story building as he was welding. He landed on his head and neck and died in the hospital.

The next dog I remember was a dog that I saw save my little brother. My mother was backing out of the driveway and I was in the yard with my little brother when he ran for the car. Just that quick the dog jumped on him and knocked him down.

That dog saved his life. My little brother didn't want mom to leave without him and he had run right behind the car and would have been hit by the car if the dog wouldn't have knocked him out of the way.

He cried and carried on and if I wouldn't have been there to say what happened, the dog may have gotten punished or given away for that behavior. Instead, he was treated as a hero.

There were many pets growing up that came and went. I remember the story of how they ran away. Most of the time I didn't believe that story, even though my younger siblings did.

I decided it was too painful to care about a pet as they went away just as soon as I would get close to them. When my kids came along, the following rules came into play.

You must show me that you can care for a pet. (what does that mean?) You show that you are responsible. You take care of yourself. You have a job to pay for expenses. We had mostly cats as they take care of themselves most of the time.

It was an okay thing to do as that went pretty well. I got some responsible kids and they had jobs and they didn't ask for money all of the time.

My daughter bought a horse, in the summer of 8th grade with her earnings from that summer and her savings. She paid for boarding until a friend's family took her horse as an extra at their riding stable.

She could care for her horse and ride anytime she wanted and when they needed her horse as an extra for a trail ride they could use him. She would contribute one large hay bale a year.

In my current relationship of 22 years, we had a cat, then we had a couple of dogs. One, the daughter couldn't keep as the dog was run over and wouldn't stop chasing cars. She was so well trained while with us, that she was a perfect pet.

She hung out with the hubby all day and slept in a kennel at night. Because I have allergies to dogs and cats, having a pet is not ever the best thing for me.

I could go on and on about how great Bella was. Suffice it to say, she was the greatest dog ever.

Our next dog came from another daughter. She cried and the hubby couldn't refuse, after all, we had already taken one dog from a daughter. When we also got her boy, we gave them both back to the boy's dad. The boy was just with us for a school year.

He loved Cooper so much that he found a way to get to keep his dog. I was so happy for him and me and my allergies. Having pet allergies is the very worst. People have talked to me about dogs/cats that I may be able to have that won't trigger allergies but I don't want to take a chance on that.


About the Creator

Denise E Lindquist

I am married with 7 children, 27 grands, and 12 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium weekly.

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  • Cathy holmes2 years ago

    very nice story. Well done.

Denise E LindquistWritten by Denise E Lindquist

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