I didn’t intend on ranting, but it seems that this post has found me having another one… I doubt I will ever understand humans… Some of them are just the devil incarnate… It has been a difficult week once again… on Tuesday I mourned as it was the 7th anniversary of my grans death. On Thursday I heard that a friend of mine with cancer does not have long to go… and this morning another blow.
This inspires me more than ever to clean out the trash from my life and allow myself to be there for the animals and those who are important to me.
anyway… here’s an opportunity to understand me a little better…
Since I was little I have always loved animals and have always wanted to be around them.
My first pet memory was of Shnoekie a little Daxie. I thought I was Heidi, so I named him after her little goat. Maybe it’s a Heidi “ghost” that has been following me around my whole life poking me in the ribs so I walk in the direction of animals.
My mom has photographs of me feeding my bottle to a dog… I think I was two at the time. I remember the moment pretty clearly…
Maybe I shouldn’t be saying this - because you’ll now all know how crazy I really am… When I was about four my grandparents decided to get Tiger, who belonged to a friend of theirs who was moving into an old aged home. I would hide behind the kitchen door and eat Tigers dog food. I thought the stuff smelled really good. So pets shared my food and I have shared theirs.
I tend to form a bond with all the animals I meet.
My best memories are those spent with animals. Heidi who was stolen, Racy her baby who became my first child, Turbo, Rocky – the crazy nut, Rusty, Two Socks, Mischief, Puff, Pietie-boy, Ricky, Tweetie, and last but not Least Harry the Hamster. The greatest highs and lows came from knowing these beautiful souls.
Seeing that I am thinking of this, let’s see if you recognise a few of these amazing beings that made an impact on my life… Zukki, Rufus, Tammy, Biscuit, Jessie, Candy, Ginger, Christopher, Mishka, Ballentine, Pretty-Boy, and Chippy. Strangely enough there are even more pets I remember but I have no recollection of the humans that owned them… I think that is because humans tend to disappoint me more than anything.
Animals have always been my passion; I finally feel that by creating awareness, and sharing the plight of shelter pets that I am beginning to do what I was always meant to do. So last week when I was told by a now ex friend that I was using her as a step up to increase my exposure to my passion it offended me deeply. I feel that if humans call me a friend they should take me as I am, and support me.
I wonder, if a person who called you a friend didn’t support you when something meant the world to you, would you be offended?
Quite seriously if you are a pet owner you need to be educated. If you say you love animals why have you not made an effort to help them and educate others? If you can inform one person and they pass the information on to another person, you would be creating a positive ripple effect. You would be directly helping a creature to a better life. To me that is what is important.
If it offends you so much and breaks your heart why can’t you tell people that these atrocities are happening? Can you not look at the people you know and say I think you would be a good mommy to this creature? Believe me I cry when I see these pets in shelters too. I cry when I hear their stories, I am not immune to pain. I look at the dishevelled and dirty little guy looking at me through the picture, I send him love, light and healing and I share his information, praying that he can find his soul mate in a human who cares, and will give him the life he deserves.
Maybe animals are not your passion in life, but why not expose your passion to the world? Why not create awareness to it? If it is important to you and it helps in bettering mankind it has to be a good thing.
We need to put positive “vibes” out into the universe – there is way too much negativity, illness and crime out there. We can’t keep living with unhealthy habits, and “trying-to-keep-up-with-the-Joneses” tendencies, when we know that there is something more important to live for.
I for one will continue working on what is important to me. I will use what I have been taught, and move forward. For every human who has tried to bring me down there have been 5 who have picked me up. Every time I am deliberately hurt by someone – I grow stronger, and it is through my strengths that I am able to take on anything that is thrown my way.
Thank you to those of you who have shown support; in your own way; as little as it has seemed it has meant the world to me, and once again the little things don’t go unnoticed to me.
As a parting thought… Remember that what you put out into the universe comes back to you…
Please consider supporting one of the animal charities that I have on my Facebook page. If you would like to add me as a friend leave a request on my Di Doodles About Stuff Page and I will add you to my Public Profile.
I hope you have a lovely week,
Hug your pets – remember their love is unconditional