There are people in this world who treat pets as part of their families.
There are people in this world who think pets can fend for themselves, even if they are penned up and out of options.
I am one of that first category. I dearly love animals, which is why I don't have any, if that makes sense. If I can't do enough to take care of myself, I don't care to subject an animal to my disabilities.
I get warped out of shape when I read stories about animals that have been abused or neglected. For that very reason, I skip over those stories unless I know they will have happy endings. The only huge regrets I have in life have to do with dogs in my life. All I can do is ask that the god of "all creatures, great and small" understands that I loved the creatures but simply did not understand. I was going to write about Taffy, and Ann, and Frodo...and Butterscotch and Puddy Tat...but I would cry myself to sleep. Sorry. Not tonight. Can't handle it. Don't even want to go there.
Thus, I am critterless. I miss furry friends. I just know that it is not wise for me to have a pet. I love them all. I just think that critters deserve a family that will be with them all the time instead of wanting to randomly...like...head off to Seattle every whipstitch.
I send my love and blessings to those who keep and love fur babies. I wish I could.
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