A True Companion.

Despite the fact that I am biting at the bit to write about societal conflicts, I am choosing to write about true companions.

Despite the fact that I should be refining and completing my children’s book, I am choosing to write about true companions.

Despite the fact that I don’t have a heck of a lot of inspiration to write about anything that wouldn’t offend someone in this moment, I am choosing to write about true companions.

I am not referring to Marc Cohn’s song, ‘True Companion’, although some of the lyrics could apply.

I am writing about our pets.

Our dogs and cats, maybe fish and rabbits.

This is in honor of the pets who fill voids humans unintentionally leave. The pets who offer unlimited attention, comfort, and loyalty. The pets who we sometimes, yet hopefully not too often (if at all), take for granted. Continue reading “A True Companion.”

The love of a dog.

As I spent time writing this evening, my fur-wonder stayed by my side.

When I had some things to finish before bed, my fur-wonder stayed by my side.

When I told my fur-wonder to go to bed, she did – for a hot second. Then she came back out to the hall to see what I was up to and why I was taking so long.

The guilt.

When I walked into my bedroom, there she was, sitting on the rug in front of the master bathroom sink, waiting for me.

Every night, no matter how exhausted she is, she sits or lays by my feet while I wash my face and brush my teeth. She will not get into the bed until I do. Even when she casts a questioning or judgmental glance, she waits for me.

The loyalty. The love. The devotion.

Yes – she is fickle, moody and temperamental. But she is faithful and committed.

The love a dog – there is nothing more genuine and true.

Who said woof?

A number of my writings are on the serious and emotional side, the caustic humor of my past subdued – or non-existent. I’m working on that.

But it’s Friday, and I have to share my rewarding evening with you!

Introducing Dainty Dog Delicacies – a canine passion turned hobby, inspired by Miss Vivienne Yorkshire, that seems to be taking off at record speed.

Disclaimer: No – I don’t do cats (yet). Continue reading “Who said woof?”

What our loved ones really want.

*Photo disclaimer – this is not Vivienne, my six-pound powerhouse of a dog. 

After a dinner break with family this evening, I had to get back to work.  The reality is I spend 12-14 hours each day working and that is not a complaint – it is a choice and something I love to do.  I’m sure to schedule breaks for a stretch, some fetch time with my fur-baby and the such, but tonight I was reminded of something.

Even after the dinner break. Even after quality time with my fur-baby and undivided attention from my parents and I, it just wasn’t enough for her.

Now granted, my little fur-wonder is spoiled in all upper case letters – SPOILED. I used to say loved, but she is spoiled. I admit it and take full responsibility. We all do, everyone in my family. But can we help it?!  NO!

I do think about what a long day it is for her, sleeping with short play breaks, while she stays by my side – loyally.  Continue reading “What our loved ones really want.”