Pets, Again

I would not let myself believe that you might stray
And I would stand by you no matter what they’d say
I thought I’d be with you until my dying day
Until my dying day

  • Plenty, Fumbling Towards Ecstasy album, Sarah McLachlan

People laugh about how many pets I have.  Four pets!


I am never alone.


But not in the funny meme way of “never able to pee alone”.  Well, that is true.  And the going-down-the-stairs-as-a-group trial-of-death each morning.  That is also true.


But more importantly.  I am never alone.  I don’t ever have to talk to myself.  I talk to my girls.
When I am overwhelmed with emotions I turn my head and have someone to touch and say “I love you” to.

I love them.  I am responsible for them.  I care for them and spend too much on food and vet bills.  I walk my dog and buy too many toys for the new kitten.  I take A LOT of pictures. 


I love them.  They love me.  And when they entered my family and promised to love me until their dying day they meant it. 


So I do have too many pets for a small home and family of two.  And I will laugh and complain and sometimes be angry and frustrated. Because that is what families do. They laugh and argue and complain.  Together.  With undying love.  Until their dying days.