An Angel

An Angel

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Animals...

You know, I've had my cat for a while now. Longer than I've owned any pet, really. She is the most loving feline I know. She sits on my chest at night when I go to bed, puts her paw on my lips, like she is saying "...No words...". And then she looks at me. She looks eye to eye at me. And the love she has for me is amazing. I rarely see that in eyes. Yea, I see it in my boyfriends eyes, but somehow its different when I see it in Spazs' eyes. Its like she wants to be a human, or me to be a cat. Thats what I get from it.

Animals can sense how a person is. Whether they are good or not. Dogs do this all of the time. Cats too, but lets often than dogs. Dogs KNOW if a person or thing is bad. They bark at it, growl, glare, what whatnot, trying to warn others at the evil feeling. Most people brush this off as "the dog is misbehaving." or "Shes just playing." No. She is not. When an animal will not go near a person or place, PAY ATTENTION. They know more than we do. When your dog growls at one of your friends, and it doesn't pass within a couple of minutes, question why. Your dog is trying to tell you something. So listen. An old saying is very true: "If my dog doesn't trust you, neither to I."

They won't lie to you. Your animal friend, Dog, cat, ferret, whatever, will not lie to you. They are your best friends. If you treat them right, they will remain with you for years. They won't judge you, or make fun of you. They won't be a smart ass (Well, cats might be one... XP) and they won't take you for granted. They will love you unconditionally. They will try to protect you. They KNOW when you're feeling down, even when you do not. And they will try to comfort you. I've slept with Spaz in my arms a few times. She didn't care. She came up, laid next to me, looked at me, and then we both fell asleep. Shes comforted me, and has been an escape from reality for a few moments many times.

People don't understand animals. They claim to, but then they mistreat them. I can't stand the thought of mistreating my cat. I've never hit her, or been mean to her. In return, she comforts my depression, and brings a smile to my face when I play with her.

The joys of being a cat owner ^_^ mew

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