Pets

Pets are the greatest things ever.

There is something strange about pets. They aren't humans, yet we share the same love for them that we share towards other people (provided you dont listen to my theories in my other blog posts). Whether you have a cat, a dog, a hamster, a bunny rabbit, a squirrel, or a fish, there is an unwavering love for this animal. They begin to take on personalities in your head and you give them a voice that fits it. Then, when they are looking at you, you begin to converse with them, saying their lines in that made up voice. It's quite strange how they have such an effect on us.

I have three dogs (Boomer, 11, West Highland White Terrier, Maxamillion, 10, Scottish Terrier, Princess Annabelle III, 3, West Highland White Terrier) and they are like family to me. I would take a bullet for them, no lie. There is a strange bond I have formed with them that is unbreakable. You pet owners know what I am talking about. 

Being that I have attended 5 different schools, I have never really had close lifelong friends. I have never had a group of guys who I can call up and hang with. Sure, I have friends now, but not anyone I can call a best friend. My dogs have always been there for me. They have an unwavering love stronger than that which I have for them. I could have a bad day and there they were to cheer me up. My dogs have always and will always be my closest friends. I have told my dog Belle more about my life than you will ever know.

I let my dogs sleep with me. Think about it. We let them into our beds. There is my dog every morning at six o'clock to lick my face and wake me up. If only she knew about stride gum.  

My oldest dog, Boomer, has someting called Addison's disease. It is a condition where cists grow on his pancreas and it saps him of glucose that his body needs for energy. It is killing him. The steiroids he takes represses the cists and gives him energy, but they are too strong and are killing him too. I am getting teary eyed just typing this. He was in the hospital for two weeks and I prayed every night that he would survive, and he did. I cried my eyes out when I was walking him outside and he suddenly collapsed from a lack of glucose. I cried more over his sickness than I did when I watched the Titanic for the 4th time. The sickness of my dog caused emotional pain. It is remarkable that an animal can be so influential on your emitions.

Pets have had such a huge influence on my life and I do not know how I will feel when mine pass on to the next life. I do not want to think about it, but it will soon be a reality. My dogs are family, and that will never change.