humanity
Isn't it ironic that the very best of humanity is seen through the love and empathy we show to our pets?
The Life and Death of Animals Equals
The mythology of our ancestors has always shown us the consistent presence of animals throughout these cultures. However, their roles and relationships to humans change as society is developed, moving from hunter-gatherer communities to villages with farms. As this happens, the people of these cultures begin to separate themselves from animals. Animals lose their importance and become seen as “other”. The development of villages throughout these various cultures lead to humans seeing themselves as god-like in comparison to animals.
By D. E. Remington6 years ago in Petlife
Why Pets Are The Best Companions.
Let's face it: Pets make the best companions ever. There is no denying the obvious. Sure, there are times our pets annoy us, but despite it all, they are far better than humans. Nobody can argue with that. Though out our entire lives, we raised, bonded and even made memories with our pets. They are the truest friends we could ever imagine. Perhaps pets could also be considered a great member of the family.
By Halden Mile6 years ago in Petlife
Taz and Cash
I’ll never forget the first time I met taz. Ugh! The cutest sweetest quiet little baby I’ve ever met. My heart exploded and I couldn’t get him off my mind. I saw him outside of a local nyc pet shop I’d passed by on my way to grab coffee. Now let me tell you this! I’ve seen really cute sweet puppies before. Jeez, I even put two down payments on two different puppies prior to meeting my little baby boy. Taz was different though. I couldn’t say no to him and I couldn’t leave the store without him. I’m not really sure how to even explain it. It was like “ghesmat”(which means destiny in Farsi). If that wasn’t love at first site I don’t know what else to call it or even explain the feeling of love and warmth that made me feel whole. I know it sounds corny and everyone thinks the same about their little furry companion but taz will always be and feel super special to me. After seeing him in the pet store I met up with a close friend the next day had lunch and couldn’t stop thinking of taz! So my friend told me we should go see him and if I really still wanted him by the time I saw him a second time then just to do it. I had finally become financially stable, independent, and becoming the woman I am today so why not fill my home/life up rite now with another fur baby. Yes taz is actually my second pet. My first pets name is cash and he is a black and white tuxedo cat. He’s another very special soul in my life and I actually rescued him. I was driving my friend home to her apartment in queens and it was raining out when she then said “oh my god! Look how cute that kitten is!”. I then opened my door and there he was. This beautiful very clean street cat that I had no idea where he belonged or if he even was a street cat because he actually had smelled like women’s perfume. He took a sniff of my finger and hopped in as I grabbed him he instantly fell asleep on my lap. My friend then looked at me to see what I was going to do? I looked at his sweet face asleep and thought to myself “I guess I have a cat now”. I then took him home where I stuck him i n my bathroom with some fresh formula kitty litter and a soft blanket. After the vet appointment went well and he got all his shots he brought me out of one of the lowest points of my life. I was in a state of depression and I thank god everyday for bringing cash into my life. The name cash comes from what I would name my first son if I ever had children. That’s how special I saw this little fur baby. I remember cash would be so tiny in my big queen sized bed running through the covers playing with my hair and feet throughout the night and morning. Taz was named after my favorite monster tazmanian devil.
By Connie Rodriguez 6 years ago in Petlife
Renegades
The freedom ride dogs take out of the shelter brings excitement, adrenalin, and often anxiety from dogs. They bark, show their pinchers, and take in new smells throughout the city with the window down. Their heart races as their mind exclaims, “ I’ve been picked! They picked me!” Every dog wants to work and that is where they find their freedom. I, like my dogs, always knew I wanted to work hard and lead a wolf pack. Hard work is built through consistency, drive, and earned trust between you and your employer. Everyone needs to be an employee: a being with purpose that is well trained and well cared for by their leader. How do we find all dogs owners and therefore leaders?
By Amelia Wester6 years ago in Petlife
The Four Pieces of My Heart
At the age of 32 I expected to have children by now. For ten years I tried, until getting the final word last year that I cannot. It also turns out, as we found out late last year, adoption is not possible for us, which only reinforced what I already knew: my pups are my babies. Some people laugh when they hear that. Others roll their eyes. Some do both. I don’t let that stop me from going off on a tangent about my pups and yanking out all the pictures I have of them.
By CJ Morrell6 years ago in Petlife
Changing colours
Life before lockdown, for me, can be described in one word: 'change'. Five years ago, I left a hospital teaching facility and decided to study 'Animal Welfare' at a normal college. Before this, I was severely ill with an anxiety condition and could barely leave the house.
By ThatWriterWoman6 years ago in Petlife
