I love my pets…

I have not written in the last few weeks.  Why?  Because I forgot!!  I really did!  I have been taking care of my family, and completely forgot I needed to write!  Right now, everyone is out of the house, and I had time to sit and ponder my needs for the day.  It is amazing what you can do with no distractions.  Our dog Roley is my only distraction at the moment.  Even now he realizes he has me all to himself, and he is putting on the charm!  Come play with me Mom!  🙂  I am talking to him as I write this, which is consoling to him for the moment.

I love our dog!  We adopted him 7 years ago, and he really has become a major part of our family.  He is fun!  He loves to play with anyone who will pay attention to him.  He has a gentle approach.  He is part Australian shepherd and part hound.  He has one blue eye and one brown eye.  He is a mama’s dog.  He loves to hang with me, and we often go on walks together.  I have many nicknames for him:  Dude, Old Man, Charlie, Goofy, Goober, Roley Poley.  I tell him he has “backyard cojones”, meaning when he is out he will bark at any noise, in order to make his presence known.  But, he really is a giant chicken.  His breed is quite skittish, and he is often nervous.

We used to have a cat, named Chloe.  She was the queen of the house.  She passed at 21 years old.  We adopted her from my sister, who found her wandering in her yard.  Her coloring reminded me of toasted marshmallows.  She lived with us for 15 years.  She always acted as if she were above all of us, and she just tolerated the world around her.  She was quite gentle and loving to any who approached her.  She loved to scamper everywhere, and she usually slept on the top of the sofa, as if she looked down upon us.  She always had conversations with me in the mornings, even after I fed her.  I loved that.

Having a pet is a great way to maintain contentment in one’s life. Though it is a great responsibility, pets reward us with love, devotion, and loyalty.

Our Roley

Our Queen, Chloe