Lisa's family dogs eagerly anticipating a slice of birthday cake
Pets are wonderful things and everybody has their own preference.
For me, it used to be cats. I would sit in my nanny’s back garden for hours on end just being with all the strays, slowly gaining their trust so I could be welcomed into their little pride, well, they where all individuals, and ... not lions, but a girl could dream.
Lisa with one of her pooches
There was something about their little quiet heads that just had me enamored.
They must’ve taught me patience and they never seemed bored even though they had nothing to do.
I mean they had one job - hunting - but they didn’t even do that well.
Well, they sort of did, but instead of hunting live prey, they stalked old women to scrounge off of, like little 18-year-old lads scabbing 10 quid off their mam for fags and... skittles. Or whatever 18-year-old lads like!
But instead of Amber Leaf and sugar, they scabbed for milk and questionable ham.
I loved those adorable degenerates.
But my admiration took a different turn when my mother picked up a shihtzu pup 8 years ago.
My god she was cute, 8 weeks old, dark brown and white. Bella was her name which means beautiful in Italian, or... the chick from Twilight. I knew I loved her from the moment she peed on the floor and hid in my sister’s dollhouse.
I was obsessed. And I mean obsessed! I was doing a graphic design course in O’Fiaich College at the time and by god did I draw the bejaysus out of her.
A year later we got another Shih Tzu pup called Bailey, she was the cutest thing I had ever seen, white with a few suggestions of gold and silver. She was so teeny and vulnerable, I just wanted to shelter her and keep her safe.
They’re seven and eight now and I still feel the same way. In fact, I love them so deeply I can’t stand it. I worry about them incessantly.
My biggest fear is the image of them finally escaping my mother’s house and going to live with another family and forgetting about us forever.
Bella & Bailey
Now, this isn’t actually my biggest fear but I decided not to write it where lots of people would be reading and in turn envisioning it, as I am a big believer in the law of attraction.
But I will urge you to take a few moments to imagine Bella and Bailey miraculously living to be 108 and also me winning big on a €2 All Cash scratch card.
Can you just imagine me in Dunnes Stores in Coxes in my best “I love Dundalk” t-shirt, seeing all those zeros and pretending not to be excited in case someone in the queue asks me to pay for their new mop-bucket and bananas.
Anyways, my experience of animals has always been positive. I even went vegan a few years ago out of sheer adoration for the little buggers.
So to sum up, pets are great, but a big responsibility. Especially dogs. They’ll steal your heart and possibly your sandwich.
Don’t get one unless your willing to devote a chunk of your life.
So, consider rescuing one from a burning building, or go to shelter and save one and show them just how deadly humans are too.
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