Howdy! I’m writing today about the love and witness of God’s love for us in our lives that pets can be.
We recently adopted a kitten from our local Humane Society, on a whim, (hmmm, sounds like the voice of inspiration to me) as an addition to our home. She has been a loving transition from the passing of our beloved Frances, (our dog) whom recently humanely laid to rest, (probably due to liver cancer). We did not know she was “sick” until she was at her end.
While we have missed her loving presence among us, we marvel now at how she was such a comforting mentor to our kitten while exploring the great outdoors! Frances served as the outdoor “babysitter”. We live in a part of the city where wild life abounds and there are coyotes, hawks, raccoons and a really mean cat in that it is an attack cat. (I didn’t know it was still around.) You can be walking your dog and it will bolt across the street from the bushes with claw outstretched and attack your dog.
Frances and Phoebe (our kitten, whom we affectionately refer to as “Baby”) would romp in the enclosed backyard together and sun bathe. I felt “safe” and assured with our large dog around that no birds would bother her and that she could safely explore the out doors. She did. She learned how to climb the fence and trees all the while with Frances looking on (and me from full view windows).
Frances and Phoebe always loved to be wherever we were. If we were watching tv, they were by our feet or playing amongst themselves and us from underneath the coffee table. If we were doing homework, Frances would oversee from her bed while kitten, Phoebe, would be in the thick of it on the table or our laps.
They followed me up and down the stairs, they looked on eagerly (requesting to be invited) when I’d go out the garage door and journey on throughout the day. Frances would wait patiently while reminding me that it was time for our walk.
With Frances now gone, the kitten is the first to greet me every morning and tuck me into bed at night. (Yes, there were plenty nights, in the beginning, where all of me was safely tucked under the covers avoiding her playful claws and teeth.)
With Frances now gone, though her presence still noticed within and around us, like those nail marks in the baseboard by the front door, one of her beloved places to nap and jump up at the sign of any other dogs out walking. “Baby” trots up and down the stairs with me. She makes the rounds to each of the kids rooms to say, “goodnight” every evening.
She now waits for me upon the bed instead of following me into the bathroom where she would perch upon the counter top while I get ready for bed. (It’s a large area.) She never goes downstairs in the morning without me. She awakens the kids with me. She follows me about the house and wonders off to sunbathe by the back door or check out her food and water from time to time.
She plays around my son and I as we play cards. She sat in the box of the board game the whole time we played Monopoly. It didn’t matter that the houses and hotels and extra game pieces were in it as well.
So, when I realized she’d gone out into the garage with me one morning, as she often does, and that I had forgotten to put her back in the house before leaving (by the time everyone got into the car) needless to say, she had a romp out front from which she didn’t return home until noon.
I went out front and searched and sat waiting for her to show up. I took a few walks and watched the birds (which really had me wondering and praying that she wasn’t being enjoyed as coyote breakfast). She was really shaken upon returning. I knew something had happened though I didn’t know what. Her fur was a bit tousled though nothing looked out of sorts.
She sat on the back of my chair fro three hours before moving. I knew she didn’t want to be picked up but, she’d always been finicky about that. Well, she must have been bitten by something because after about a week, there was a noticeable abscess.
So, we went off to the vet where she stayed the night. She was so scared that when she opened her mouth to “meow”, not a single sound was audible! She never makes much noise anyway beyond purring! Come to think of it, I’m not so sure I’ve heard her meow? Frances was a quiet dog (except for when other dogs where walking by out front).
So, with “Baby” gone for the night and Frances already having been returned to “spirit form”, our house was quiet. There was no cat playing with our hands or feet as we played Rummy. There was no cat tucking us in or the children saying “goodnight” and me hearing their “sweet” and “loving” sounding voices (that are allowed and occur quite naturally around our kitten).
My bed was really cold without an additional heat source or sweet someone nuzzling up next to me. And, I went to bed really late without my cat looking onward as if to say, “Isn’t it time yet?”
Why are people often times easier to resist and their antics often not as appreciated? Are animals easier more receptive facilitators of giving and receiving unconditional love? Is it easier to believe that their affections and attentions come without reservation or “stings” attached?
Though domesticated animals rely and heavily depend upon us for things such as food, shelter and well-being, is it easier to provide these things because we never have any expectation from them regarding that the care we extend them will ever change? Why do we seem to do this with humans?
Yes, I know we grow up and that our relationships “change” and grow due to our abilities yet, what I am questioning is the logic we use while deducing our “newfound” expectations. How well do we communicate these expectations to those that we love and how naturally do we bridge the expectations with the abilities and capabilities of those we love?
Why, or maybe you don’t, do humans start expecting from each other, something in return (that is out of the ordinary) from what has already naturally developed and get angry over it?
Why when a “natural” ability to return appreciations or affections develops quickly, are we just as quick to question it? (Or do you?)
Share your thoughts and wisdom with me through commenting today.