humanity
Isn't it ironic that the very best of humanity is seen through the love and empathy we show to our pets?
Meet the Competition
It was a cool fall evening, and everyone was in place. Mr. Wigelsworth, a silver tabby, found a perfect spot under a small bush, camouflaged like leaves, except for his two green eyes, poking out through a section of bare twigs. Princess Anne, a white Persian, found herself under a large plastic kid’s mini car that someone left out in the back yard. It hadn't been touched in weeks so no one would suspect a cat to be hiding under it and ready to pounce. Wigelsworth whistled the secret greeting, like a bird calling the flock. After a few minutes with no call back, he whistled again, this time much louder and more direct. Still, after no response call, he began to grow frustrated and he called out, "Princess Anne! Do you hear me?" He whistled again.
By Doug Goodrich6 years ago in Petlife
They don’t make ‘em like you anymore
T. Alba, they don’t make ‘em like you anymore. You float through everyone, maybe even above them. There’s something about you, that I can’t put my finger on - all consuming in a way. Like you ate me up, and spit out the rest. Puked out the rest.
By Dialogue of the Damned 6 years ago in Petlife
Maisy's Foal
“We ain’t never seen snow quite like this in any November I’ve been around for!” Joe bellowed from the doorway as he tapped his boots on the door jam. “I reckon the wind’s got it feeling like it’s in the negative twenties out there.” He stomped his boots once more and stepped inside, slamming the door behind him with all his might. His body shuddered for a moment and he let out a sigh, “The animals are good though. The chickens look good, the pigs are okay, and a barn owl has made its home in the rafters above Maisy’s foaling stall.” he paused for a moment, “You know, that new space heater is doing them quite good it seems.”
By Cheyenne M6 years ago in Petlife
Harmony
The barnyard was full of many creatures. There were the farm cats, the plow horse, the milk cow, the donkey, the chickens, the dog, and the pigs. And of course, there were many mice. But way up in the hayloft, in a dark and distant corner, there lived a barn owl. The animals only ever saw the owl when they needed to ask him a question, and each question cost a mouse.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden6 years ago in Petlife
Monkey See, Monkey Do
No literally. Some people have angels, which are much more convenient and conspicuous. Congratulations to you, by the way. Others have great-grandparents, who’ve earned every silver hair and the right to tell-you-like-is per all they experienced “back in their day,”
By JaMés Phillips6 years ago in Petlife
Dog sharing during lockdown
This year has indeed been tough for most of us. Some have been more affected than others, but being thrown off the train you are on is a challange for everyone. But I am also sure a lot of good has come out of this, maybe someone has found their call in life, maybe someone was fired and therefore has no choice but to start that business that they dreamt of. Maybe someone went back to school and got a degree. My year started in Italy, in my husband's family home where we had lived for 3 years. The first lockdown started in March there and we were forced to stay in the house. This was not all too bad due to the big garden and the sunshine. But in mid-may we moved back to London, where we now live. And since we moved, I have been on my own with my toddler and my dog as my husband has been overseas working. Due to the pandemic, he hasn’t been able to return home as often as we wanted so it’s been a rough year to say the least. In order to handle a full-time job, a toddler and a dog in a London flat without a garden I had to start looking for a dog sitter that could help me from time to time. I got in contact with a guy, let’s call him Pete, on a pet sitters’ website and he seemed lovely so we decided to meet up so he could meet our dog. They fell instantly in love and a few days later he took her home to his wife.
By Emelie Sahlen6 years ago in Petlife
Just a Dog
Bulldogs. My father loved bulldogs. I’m not sure where this love came from, perhaps one of my siblings can enlighten me, but it has influenced me. I won’t say no to any dog, I love them all, but I have a particular affinity to the sad flat-nosed breeds known for all the horrible health issues. One of my most loved dogs was a pug.
By Frank Shaw6 years ago in Petlife
Home is Where the Hearts Are
Yet another exhausting day at work. While the drive home can be relaxing, it doesn't always shake off the slump I find myself in after a long day of emotionally supporting my patients. I make it home and stumble through the front door, feeling as empty as a soda can in a recycling bin. I hang my keys mechanically on its hook on the nearby wall and shuffle to the couch in the den.
By Katie Miller6 years ago in Petlife
A little can go a long way.
January 24, 2021, will make it two years since I've lost my beloved best friend. I've lost him to cancer and I'll never forget the day the vet told me that it was no amount of money that I could have spent to save his life. I only had $100 and that was how much it cost to get him seen in the doctor's office, with no help and no extra money I spent all I had to find out what was wrong with him as he was walking around with a big lump on the left side of his neck. It was a rough summer for me, my fur baby, and my family as we were moving out of our apartment and trying to find another one to move into, it was hard so we ended up moving to a motel 6 for a week or so and then moving in with my sister in a nice suburbs area.
By Alexis King6 years ago in Petlife
Loki, the Dog of Mischief
Back story: I was so lonely after my husband and I split up. After being married to someone for over 25 years, being by yourself is more than just a culture shock to the system. I went to stay in my best friend Jimmis' childhood home. The house was much bigger than I was accustomed to. After a few short weeks of getting settled in, the feeling of being in solitary confinement was more than anyone could bear. So I bit the bullet and decided to get a puppy. I did not care what type of dog he or she was. I just needed something or someone in my life and would never leave. Be loyal and faithful to only me. Luckily one of my dear friends came by one day with a surprise. As I looked in the box there was the most precious, adorable face I had ever seen. I immediately picked him up and knew he would be all I would need to make it through the day. As I held him his name just came to me. Loki! I will name you Loki, the God/Dog of tricks and mischief.
By Beverlee Puckett6 years ago in Petlife
