Angels On Earth

I don’t know if you know this…but our pets are Angels that walk this earth! We didn’t grow up with animals in our house, but I was constantly with my friends who did. I never really saw myself owning a pet and being solely responsible for their care. It took me years, but I have been blessed to have loved and been loved by my two fur babies.

Mischief was my sweet baby girl. She was a black and white, short haired, domestic cat. Shish came into my life when I needed an Angel desperately. She was such a special kitty, partially blind and extremely small for her age. I felt her nervous energy when I brought her to my apartment. Knowing what she needed from me in that moment, I didn’t want to force my love onto her. I wanted her to be grounded and come to me when she was ready. Every time she walked into the room or I passed her by, I simply acknowledged her. It took about three weeks before she felt comfortable enough to sit with me, then one day she climbed into my lap and just melted. From that day forward I had my own Angel.

When I say I desperately needed an Angel, I wasn’t lying. Mischief got me through what was the hardest eight months of my life. She was my light in the dark. I had a lot of trauma and healing that I needed to recover from, and she was there for all of it.

My sweet girl was there for my twenties. They were not my finest years, but I did manage to survive them all. When George moved in with us, our lives changed for the better. The three of us had so many happy years together with so many wonderful memories. You will never be ready for it to end.

My Shish Shish was sick the last year of her life. I had to make the decision to take away her pain and let her go. I held her the whole time, while I said my goodbyes to her. The most important thing I could do was thank her! She changed my heart and she changed my life. Not a single day goes by that I don’t think of her or miss her. I didn’t think I could open my heart up again…but I did.

Our Crosby boy is our sweet, lovable, goofy, Goldendoodle. My husband and I had been living in our home for about six months, when I started looking for our dog. My heart was finally ready to love again. I believe in Devine Intervention. My sister ran into an old friend and she had mentioned she would need to re-home their dog Crosby, and my sister passed the message on to me. Once I saw his picture I knew I needed to call on him.

When we brought Crosby home…we were nervous. We hadn’t had a pet to take care of in close to four years, but Shish was an easy cat. This was a dog!! It was new territory for us. Took us a few weeks to get our stride but we finally did. George is Crosby’s BEST friend, but I am his Mom. Crosby doesn’t leave my side hardly ever. He is my shadow and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now that we have a baby in the house, our world has gotten so much sweeter.

My heart has been cracked wide open. It’s the most unfair part of life, outliving our pets. They are such a special part of our lives…but we are their whole lives! I will love Crosby for the rest of my life just as I do with my Shish. I know our lives will be filled with so many animals to love unconditionally. We will teach our son to love and respect all animals because they are the purest souls on this planet, and they love us so much.

“Sit with animals quietly and they will show you their hearts. Sit with them kindly and they will help you locate yours.” -Ramblings of the Claury TheMindsJournal