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"You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked." - Revelation 3:17

One thing I've noticed about having lovely pets is that they are always child-like. I love that! They are so beautiful and sweet and caring. I know that I'm their human and all, but it is great to wake-up and my Bagheera is sleeping on my back. Or if I lay down on the floor I know that Tigger is going to come over and rest his head on my shoulder. And Shaka, when sitting on the window sill, will look at me and jump into my arms to put his front paws around my neck, "hugging" me. That is love. And I love to be loved. I took all of them to the vet to get their checkups and vaccinations and check T's ears and fur (he has Dal crud...uggh!) and make sure that Shaka's healing up all right (he's getting better) and to make sure that Bagheera, with his seizures and the fact that he had a high urate crystal content causing him to be blocked twice in his 6 yr existence (3 times a charm, if it happens again, he won't survive *deep frown*), he's doin' fine, and he is! So $169 (it really should have been $350, thank you my wonderful animal doctors for not charging for visits), medications for T- and S-, purchase Bagheera's "special" food from the vet (it's prescription) that he will have to be on for life (and of course S eats...you know $38 for a 20lb bag) and buy some Nutro brand dog food (no Purina for my T!) and finally on the way home! I love takin' care of my babies. Why else do we have them ya know? We have some family members that make fun of us because we care for our pets and treat them with the same respect we would our family. One fact they seem to fail to remember is THEY ARE FAMILY, to us. If they get sick and treatment is too expensive, put them to sleep, one says. If they aren't perfectly 100% good 200% of the time, get rid of them, the other says. It's just two people, but that's enough. We don't make fun of them or tell them what to do with their family and money.
I had to joke with them. When Kamuran (B-'s dad) said, "Just put IT to sleep," when Bagheera was in an emergency animal hospital for being blocked, I told him that next time he got very ill, we'd just put him down! And Dick (B-'s step-dad), I gently reminded him of the $1400 that he and Miki (B-'s mom) spent on Misty (Mom's cat) when he told me that spending $600 and prayers for my baby was excessive on a cat!
If we weren't willing to spend the money and effort and love to maintain health and happiness on our beautiful pets, then we shouldn't fuckin' have them. And that is true for any pet owner. Makes sense, why keep an animal in your home that you don't want to take care of? It's simple.
Another thing I've noticed is that my human babies are growing rapidly. They will eventually not look at me with the same love and adoration that they do now. It's human growth. It's how it is. I will no longer be the center of their universe; they will not care about my opinions. I don't think that is a sad thing. But I love the faith of a child. So as they grow and their sphere expands and I become a smaller figure in the grand scheme of things, I'll have my pets! They will always look at me with that faith and love of children. They expect that I will feed them, and pet them and get them fixed if they become broken, because I have done nothing but that since they've entered my home and love.
Yeah, they'll die...don't we all. I don't think that I would be able to "swear off" having any other animals just because they die. Why have kids? Why make friends? Why talk to family? They die! Oh well...it happens. I had someone say to me: No one's getting out of here alive...that is so true. It's yet another part of life. And that's not scary either, not to me. `Course I'm not gonna do anything to hasten my or any other person's demise either! No one will be able to replace our Bagheera (6yrs), Shaka (2-1/2yrs) and Tigger (1-1/2yrs). Their personalities and eccentricities are unique unto themselves and I love them so much.
holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 07:20