Bebe at the beach!

A PET’S TEN COMMANDMENTS……… 

1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.

2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.

3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.

4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.

5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.

6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.

7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.

8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.

9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.

10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.

~Take a moment today to thank God for your pets. Enjoy and take good care of them.

Life would be a much duller, less joyful experience without God’s critters.

~Now please pass this on to other pet owners. We do not have to wait for Heaven, to be surrounded by hope, love, and joyfulness. It is here on earth and has four legs!

IF I DIDN’T HAVE A DOG

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety. My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.  When the doorbell rings, it wouldn’t sound like a kennel. When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there. I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several furry bodies would need to get comfortable. I would have money … and no guilt to go on a real vacation. I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.  The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE. My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere. My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash…  

I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as

CASH ON HIS BACK

outside. I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.

I’d look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading “mud” season.   I would not have to answer the question “Why do you have so many animals?” from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

How EMPTY my life would be!

  To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door – nose height.            

  Dear Dogs and Cats:                                          

  The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other 

  dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in 

  the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming   

  your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the     

  slightest.                                                               

  The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating  

  me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn’t help because I   

  fall faster than you can run.                                            

  I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about

  this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your  

  comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It

  is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to   

  the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out

  and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing

  but sarcasm.                                                             

  For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by   

  some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not 

  necessary to claw, whine, meow, and try to turn the knob or get your paw 

  under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the    

  same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years —   

  canine or feline attendance is not required.                              

  The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat’s butt. I

  cannot stress this enough!              

Kelly demonstrates her favorite relaxing pose!

My main heartbreak these days is the number of people taking their animals to the pound.    I would suggest taking the poor guy to a non-kill shelter.  There are plenty around and they’re crowded, however they will do everything in their power to place the pet in a loving home.  Of course the ideal situation is for YOU to find the perfect home for your best friend.  With the Internet my rescue friends and I have found many homes for abandoned pets.  The power of networking is amazing!

Isabella is a four month old Maltese who comes for day care.

Wishbone at home.

My friends and I network every time a great dog becomes available.  Anyone looking for a new family member should feel free to contact me and I’ll hook you up!