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I came home and i so much felt she was out there on her perch on the broken down picnic table. I tell myself, i don't believe in this; yet i know she was there. And, then i put out a tiny offering of food; what has happened to me?
My therapist said that people feel about their pets the way they do their children and, suddenly i owe an apology to all those i've dismissed over the years who couldn't get over their dogs. It's something different when you feel responsible and that is where the connection to raising a child is.
My therapist said that people feel about their pets the way they do their children and, suddenly i owe an apology to all those i've dismissed over the years who couldn't get over their dogs. It's something different when you feel responsible and that is where the connection to raising a child is.
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I get your point. Before they came up with adoption and pet shelters, you went down to the dog pound, i don't know if you could even get cats from there. What would you call pet "aquirement"?
My daughter's dog looks mighty cute in a sweater, i'll leave it at that!
PETA is nuts; i'll give you that. But, humanklind is full of these disconnects. Go to the clan rally on Saturday, church on Sunday. Love your family, hate the brown one down the street.
That's so sweet and sad. You were a good daughter and you honored your mother.