My heart melts when I look into a doggy's eyes. They're animals I know but they have such a trusting look.
When a person becomes an owner of a pet...that's taking on about 17 years of caring for it....actually almost as much as if you had a child and then the child went off to college so that's about the same span of time.
When I was a child, anyone who owned a dog had a 'mutt' and we got it from someone whose dog had puppies. We never bought one, nor did we ever take it to a vet. Actually our accumulation of dogs through the years knew when they were sick, and they'd know instinctively to eat a special kind of sour grass outside...kind of like a 'tum' today....it would make them throw up and then feel better.
And when I was a child, if our dog puddled on the floor, we'd rub his nose in it and then he would get the idea. Our dogs were always trained to go outside.
We didn't have any doggy doors for them either...if they wanted to come in or out, they just barked and we answered.
Actually we never bought dog food either. They ate the same foods we did and loved every morsel. And on Friday nights they always ate chicken.
As for buying special toys for our dogs, if we played with a ball...they did too. Or we'd throw a newspaper and they'd retrieve it.
We never put a sweater on a dog in winter! If he shivered, we put him under our heavy winter coats.
Today I see very spoiled dogs...getting all groomed at the doggy salon...and special doggy vitamins...but most of all, the wardrobe for the dogs.
Are people trying to make their little dogs into 'people'. I see them in strollers wearing sunglasses and a visor.
There's an old adage about it being a 'dog eat dog' world. If there happens to be another life for us, frankly, I wouldn't mind coming back like a pet dog.
Good life and lots of hugs!
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