It was lovely having the word ‘pet’ this week, that journeyed many of us into our past, remembering and feeling the many emotions associated with a moment in time with a pet, we or someone else, owned.
Actually the nature of the stories, said a lot about ourselves. The way our pets became our pets, what they brought to us and our lives. It became evident that our pets brought us some form of discovery and learning about ourselves and relationships.
We hope you enjoy these expressions about pets and more. Where does this topic take you, and what does it bring to reflect on the word ‘pet/s’?
Feel free to comment or pass on for others to experience these short journeys.
The next week’s word is ‘oasis’.
Hope to see you there.
A group of us where at the park Fred the Red Setter made us laugh He shared a story from his past He was around one and a half Still training his human pet in his Preferred game of catch and fetch The poor soul couldn’t throw A ball to save his life So Fred would hide the ball The pet would cry out –Where’d it go And Fred would give him a look That said –I don’t know.
Some new arrivals have wandered by Sniffing around and wagging their tails Welcoming our new friends Terry the Terrier Daniel the Spaniel And Col the Collie We gossiped about human follies And how to keep our pets in check. Simple steps on what to expect
Making sure we get fed right Resting them as best we can Even when we’re dog-tired Dropping our head on their lap In order to catch a short nap Allows them the chance to pat Seeking their reward they deserve From carrying out their daily chores
At days end when we all head off home We all agree we have trained them well They’ll never suspect they’re under our spell We don’t expect humans to be a threat As a dogs best friend they make perfect pets
Bubbles the Beagle
When she arrived Without doubt I did regularly shout…
So many mistakes Temptations too great, You’d be surprised at some of the things she ate…
There were boxes of chocolate, the fish, the cheese, If you please! There was protein powder, Bread and butter, Dips and crackers, And Turkish delight We discovered one night!
And yes… more mistakes For goodness sakes… How did she survive? The fall from the car at full speed Escaping from home Along the main road Stealing the watch, The lipstick and the purse We didn’t think it could Get any worse
Until the wallet disappeared, ‘Must have lost it at the shop’ we thought Replacing credit cards, and more, Was such a chore…
Then one day She dug up the evidence To play with the money And let’s just say, She knew to stay away!
But with all her quirks Her boisterous, loud spurts She became a beautiful lady If at times, a little crazy
Entertaining and witty She was so pretty And over time We formed a connection, so fine…
Despite being daring She was also so caring Always making way For little Jazzy to play
When Jazzy passed away Anxiety and sadness Came her way Broke my heart, I must say…
Now since she too, is over the rainbow bridge We miss the stories and troubles From our beagle, Bubbles
As Walter emerges from his home Settles on my shoulder He’s my companion, best friend A treasure with wings
Now whistling Roll out the Barrel Phone rings, hello! hello! What a delight to the day To hear Wally at play
Settling on the blinds Nibbling away as I see them fray Not a treasure at the moment! Oh- look at those engaging eyes
Breakfast together, porridge today Now whistling Jingle Bells Wally, get a grip Not Christmas yet
As he settles on my shoulder Gives me a little peck Nuzzles my neck, nibbles my ear No wonder he is so dear
With such fun and smiles In the course of the day So much love and affection What more can I say
She sat on my lap Stared in my eyes There was love and trust Nothing disguised
A paw so gentle And full of love The touch so kind It came from above
The lifetime of fun Since it was born The relationship building The bond so strong
She has no judgement No expectation Loves attention Brings so much joy
I am left wondering After being apart Why cannot we all Live from the heart
Driving along on a dirt road in the car with the girls in the back When suddenly Tania yells” Mum, Mum stop the car.” “Why, what’s wrong” I asked There’s a galah running down the road “It must be hurt” was her reply. So, I slowed further along, I stopped and before I could look behind, she was out the car With a towel in her hand chasing this bird down the road.
Thinking to myself she’ll never catch it Calling her and saying “You’ll get run over” but sure enough she caught it, Had it wrapped securely in a towel.
Here’s me thinking where we are going to keep it? We had the bird for about 6 years. Loved Tania and John but disliked Belinda and myself. I was the one to feed, cleaned out its cage, but once you let the devil out It attacked, latching on to the base of my skull, so the only time it was let out of the cage was when I wasn’t around.
Had a pet pig named Jetson, her ears instead of pointing forward they pointed backwards. When I was outside, she would follow wherever I went looking to see if I had any tip bits to eat. To pen her up at night all you’d have to do is rattle the bucket Jetson would come running knowing it was feed time.
I have never been without a pet during my life until the last 6 years Would dearly love one, but I don’t think I could give it the attention it deserves