I've become one of THOSE people.
You know THOSE people.
The DOG people.
Talking about my animals like they are children.
Now, here's the thing... 10, 20 years ago. I didn't "get" those people. I'd never bonded with an animal. All my dogs were outside animals and although I cared about them... I never had that bond. I never understood how I could be talking about my children and someone would tell a DOG story in response.
Then came Speedy. When I began dating my husband, he had a chihauhau named Speedy. She fell in love with me after he brought her over once. (I fell in love with her as well....) And after I came to the house, she'd sit there waiting for me. I loved her much. When she passed away... (A larger dog bit her.... she was so little, that was all it took) I cried harder than when my grandmother died. But, then again, grandma didn't sit in my lap everynight while I watched TV. For a couple weeks, Relode would go stare at the ground where Speedy died. THAT did not help. It's only been in the past couple of years I can say her name without choking up (most times anyway). I can't explain it. Only had her a couple of years. But.. the bond.
I have 3 dogs.... I know I take pictures of over and over .... and talk about their every move. But.. my Speedy... is where my love of dogs truly began. When I opened my heart to something not human.
When I became one of THOSE people.
A dog people.
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