Excuse me? What do you mean my cat got out?” The words I asked my step-dad as he gave me the weekly (or more or less daily) report on my cat.
“I own a Pit Bull, It’s a lifestyle. I’m on a mission to fight bad reputations and stereotypes. I am an advocate. I stand up for their breed and it’s a priviedge”—Pittie Chick
The first time I heard my mom was finally going to agree to get a dog was from my sister over text eight months after I moved from Arizona to California for school and two weeks before I was supposed to come home for the summer. After confronting my mother about it, she sent me the sweetest picture. It’s of her holding the most adorable three week old Great Pyrenees puppy. That dog looked like it belonged with my mom. My two sisters and I all agreed that it would be a crime against the universe if she didn’t take her home. They belonged together.
Welcome. I am here to talk about something that most people are afraid to talk about for multiple reasons, one of the biggest ones being that people will think you are a horrible person, and also that you will think so as well. This thing being: When you have pets, but you hate them.
It's so cold. So lonely. The hunger is eating me away. I am just wasting away. I miss my old pack they were there for me they cared for me I meant something there. My mummy was the leader she was beautiful a picture of pure intelligence and love she was warm and cosy caring too. I miss her. My brothers were boisterous and almost seemed as though they were brainless, but even though they showed thick skulls and thick skin to passers-by they were always soft and warm caring and ready to listen. My sisters were strong and powerful but beautiful to they loved to be the centre of attention, they would always sit in regal positions with heads held high to show their proudness of who they were. They were fun we played all the time together we all wanted to grow up and be strong and proud like our mum. I always thought I would see her again or them but one by one we all went to new homes and had new packs to take care of. I hope they are where they are loved. That was once me, I was once loved.
Owning a pet comes with a lot of responsibility. There’s a lot of things you don’t think about when you’re considering becoming a dog or cat parent. Committing to owning a pet is committing to a whole new lifestyle.
It was a rainy, cold afternoon, the wind was blowing, and it was definitely not a day that I wanted to go grocery shopping. It was one of those days that I could have stayed in bed all day, like many days. The struggle was real. Major depression was a part of my life, but I had to keep going, pushing myself to do even the smallest of task. I pulled myself together and headed out. What I didn’t know was a little miracle would come into my life that day.
Are you deciding whether or not to adopt a pet? Let’s discuss why you might want to because, in the following, you’ll discover the benefits of adopting from an animal shelter, including adding a healthy animal into your family that is being taken care of by a veterinarian.