We often talk about being ‘pet lovers’ and like to talk
about our personal ‘pet experience’ whenever we can. Well, I always thought my
pet experience led me to be a dog lover not a pet lover.
Growing up our family always had cats, sometimes 4-5 at a
time plus new litters. We had no less than 30 cats while I was growing up. I can
recall the cardboard box my mother used to keep track of the kittens and how we
tried to hide them from my dad by keeping them in my brother and I’s bedroom. It was never successful as after a few days
one of those adorable four legged furry curious kitty’s found their way out of
the bedroom in into my dad’s lap. He never really took a shining to cats, he
was a ‘dog guy’ but those pesky cats and kittens were always attracted to dad. He
would rest on the couch and every-time he woke up there was a cat snuggled
somewhere on the couch with him. They found their own way there or one of my 3
siblings or me gently placed it to see my dad’s reaction.
The cats always slept on the clothes (believe it or not, I
didn’t always put my clothes away when I was younger) on my bed, and
I felt I was always trying to fend for myself against those annoying cats in my
room. This led me to become attached to
our first dog Toby (a rescue) and this is when I think I started to become
a dog lover, not a cat lover, therefore not a pet lover. I think the cats got
jealous and one evening while I was sleeping one of the pregnant cats decided
that giving birth to four kittens on my pillow while I slept was the ideal
location. This was the final ‘cat…astrophe’ for me, I was definitely a dog
lover. 28-years and two dogs later, Toby and Kelly (also a rescue) I was
definitely an exclusive dog lover.
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| Bruin |
Thank –you Bruin for opening my eyes and for being you!
Eric from Pets Plus Us
