Before I give you the juice, there's a story I must tell. A story which leads up to the moment I discovered the meaning of life. Try not to skip to the end.
Goodbyes are tough. We all have to swallow them, even if they stick halfway down the throat.
Animals are awesome. Seriously, who doesn't enjoy animals? Whether it's reading about them, caring for them, or even just watching them on TV, everyone can get a little enjoyment about experiencing animals in some way, shape, or form.
“I believe cats to be spirits come to Earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through.” —Jules Verne, Author
The experiences I have had as a pet sitter have been some of the best times of my life. But with a job such as this, there is a variety of emotions that you can go through during one booking. These emotions can range from overjoyed to feeling as though your heart has dropped out through your body. But, don’t get me wrong. This is possibly the best job I have ever had, and if I ever must give it up, I will be completely and utterly disappointed and devastated.
Why do people not respect animals? Is it because they do not hold the intellect that we humans do? Or could it just be because we them as inferior to us? Either way, studies have shown that animals, especially those we have domesticated, show emotion and feelings towards humans and other animals.
Take a moment to think about your daily routine. You get up, groan about school /work, and take a shower. You use Head and Shoulders for that awful dandruff, or Dove for that silky, smooth feeling. You get out of the shower and step onto your bath mat made from 100 percent wool. You brush your teeth with Aim or Sensodyne, as recommended by your dentist, and use Listerine Mouth Wash. After getting dressed for the day and putting on Secret or Degree deodorant, maybe you put on some makeup. You try out a new Maybelline product or an old-but-favorite shade of lipstick from Makeup Forever.
When the FBI offers up a profile of a serial killer, it often includes a history of animal abuse—usually from early age into adulthood. And the most frequent victims are dogs.
Animals everywhere are becoming extinct thanks to us human beings taking away their homes, stealing their fur, meat, horns, heads, feet, teeth, etc. Animal cubs are abducted from their mothers and fathers so they can entertain our humanly race in circuses, zoos, and parties. Something many people look past is their hurt and cries for help. Killer whales are loving creatures, and so are lions, tigers, and elephants. News goes all over the web talking about "killer whale drowns trainer" or "gorilla takes hold of a child" and the captors of those animals kill those creatures only because they have had enough of all the "watch what we trained them to do" acts.
Neil would come home from school and I would be waiting for him. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up. A smile so big and bright it filled the room and also my heart. He said, "There you are! Right where I left you. Were you a good dog?" I always answered him, "No, I terrorized the cat and blamed him for eating all of the treats. I got into the dirt and tracked it all over the carpet. Then, right before you got home, I dug out all of the folded laundry and rolled in it. " Then Neil laughed and laughed. He laughed in that little kid laugh that was instantly infectious. I always told him about my day, just so I could hear it. It was what I lived for.
I love my dogs more than I love most humans. I love most dogs more than I even like most humans. I choose my dogs' happiness, a lot of the time, over my own pleasure, contentment, comfort, money, or sex life. I do weird things. So does my boyfriend. We thought we were the only weirdos with dogs, but the longer we have these creatures in our lives, the more crazy weird dog people we meet and the more we realise we are part of a wonderful, strange community of people that do the exact same weird things as us.