I was just thinking how much closer I am with my dogs recently, and I know everyone who has a pet pretty much experienced the same thing through the pandemic. BUT, I think the ostracism we have faced for being "conspiracy theorists" led to a lot of isolation and mental and emotional anguish.
So, today I am celebrating my dogs who were and still are there for me. We are a pack. Yes, my wife and I are doing great, haha, but something about these dang dogs... I think it's that unconditional love and joy, and I hear them saying all the time, "Don't worry, Fren (yes, they call me Fren) we are here, and it's time to play! Forget those libbies and normies. Forget the cabal. Just be with us.". And, it could all just be me, by the way : )
To all of you who are pet owners... Cheers! WWG1WGAWOP (with our pets)
Them and the one or two friends I have left.
Yes, I was thinking about that the other day. "All my friends got crooked tails"
I call my dog and cat "My lifesavers"! Animals are THE BEST!
I lost my best friend during the scamdemic to a brain tumor, first dog I've ever had that didn't go naturally on his own. First they asked my dogs weight and I said he was140lbs... they said, "that's probably not correct, we saw you carry him in". I plunked him down on the scale like livestock at slaughtertime, 138lbs, (he was a full German Rottweiler but hadn't ate in weeks). Watched him take his last breath in my arms.
Came out of the room sobing like a baby and had the receptionist tell me I needed to put a mask on. I'm not a small, quiet or cuddly type of man, in my booming jobsite foreman voice I shouted, "I just paid you $170 to kill and dispose of my best friend of 9 years, do you think I give a f$#@ about about your Marxist tampon or catching the flue!" I think I even said something I shouldn't have about her probably being with a beta soy boy that couldn't carry a cockerspanial but I ain't a liar just because you only know weak men...
She went and hid in the back, not my finest moment but I was distraught and angry. Nobody in the lobby would even look me in the eye as I left. I cried more over that dog than when my cheating ex wife left me.
Happy ending though, I climbed off my pitty pot and after nearly a year I decided to look for another dog. After someone tried to scam me on a pure bred Rottweiler I stumbled upon Rooster, half Sheppard half Rottweiler. Was chained to a tree for 9 months because he chased their cats (people are stupid) then spent 3 months in a kennel at the shelter because he was never socialized and didn't trust anyone (for good reason). Now here we are 5 months later and he's the most loving, loyal and playful hundred pound mutt I've ever had. He goes everywhere with me, work, fishing, shopping, shooting...
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Now THAT was an exceptional story. Anyone who has had to put down a dog (or any pet) or have them die in your arms knows exactly what you were feeling. And there is nothing you can do but sob. Such a happy ending (or rather, beginning). What a great looking new friend. Nice fish, too! I am happy for you. Truly.
Thanks, I'm sorry you know my pain but we all know it's coming when we get another pooch. I will have to grieve a few more times before I meet close to 2,000lbs of dogs or more in the afterlife.
You ever wonder about that one? I hope all dogs really do go to heaven but I am gonna need a huge yard and enormous bed.
I just notice more how my dog and all dogs in general don’t worry so much. Like in the present all the time, they don’t regret or even think about past and don’t worry or think about the future just abide in the present. So I try to be more like that.
Sound advice!
Dogs are better than people. I spend all my time with them.
We got a border collie pup on March 27, 2020. Lockdown came March 28, 2020. We’ve always had dogs and had an 11 yr old mini Australian Shepard when we got Rocket. Due to lockdown we bonded with him as we never did with our other furbabies. After the election fraud, we would turn off the tv and this crazy, excitable, happy go lucky little spitfire would give us hours of nothing but pure joy, laughs, love and kisses. He is like a room full of fresh air and everything is wonderful. He is keeping us sane, happy and hopeful and I don’t know if we would be this way without him. And I especially love that I get to make him his t- shirts which he loves to wear and whines when we take them off him at night. I posted Rocket in his Let’s Go Brandon t shirt on here. I’ll have to post more just to spread his happiness and adorable face to all his frens!