Do you have animals in your life? If yes, what do they mean to you? If no, why have you opted not to?
We don’t have a pet any more. We chose not to mostly because a pet needs companionship. A dog does, at least. Because I’m home very little, and Terry tends to be in and out all day, we felt a dog wouldn’t get the attention it needs and deserves.
We do, however, have a doggie-in-law. We’ve enjoyed this little guy for about 14 years now, and he’s showing his age more and more often. He’s a Maltese-dachshund mix, with a pretty little Maltese face and a long daschsund body. We gave him to our daughter as a Christmas gift 14 years ago, and he’s is definitely her dog. In this picture, however, he’s found a cozy spot near our son-in-law’s feet.
He’s very affectionate, as Maltese do think they belong on a lap and never on the floor. He’s very mild-tempered, although the dachshund agression can come to the surface under certain provocation. He’s been a part of the family for so long, I can’t imagine going there and not being greeted by the little guy. These days, he’s mostly deaf, and a little slow to realize someone has come to visit. He comes to get his little head scratched, and then he wanders off to a quiet place for some more sleep.
Dogs are great. We had two while the kids were growing up, and they were well-loved. We still laugh at the funny stories we remember about our Springer spaniel, Tick. What a nut! He kept us entertained, and we still miss him.