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March 26, 2010
Animals can be your friends too!!
I have had two pets in my life who were my silent supporters when I was emotionally in pain as a young kid. I would like to share their story. They are not living anymore and I miss my companions I call my gifts from heaven.
The first was my families Cat we called Cleo. She was a beautiful cat who loved me no matter what. I shared my thoughts and dreams with this cat. I know this sounds so silly but it was comfort. When my mother would degrade me as a human being I knew I could curl up with our cat and feel love. It was the most simple love and she didn't talk back to me, tell me I was a terrible person, and tell me I was a loser. I felt safe to share my most inner thoughts and not have to worry because a cat can't talk and tell anyone my thoughts. It was a soft place for me to fall. Cleo died in my arms when I was 15 years old. She lived a long cat life and her gift is still my treasure. I needed her as much as she needed me to feed her and give her water.
My second was our family dog Loki. She was a beautiful dog we adopted when she was a year old. I felt safe with her. At night she would sleep outside of my door and I felt protected. She was also another crying board I could share my most inner thoughts with. Sometimes when you're in so much pain the only real comfort is a animal who just loves you no matter what the world deals you. I don't know how many nights I would curl up with Loki and cry. She would let me know she understood by giving me a lick just to let me know she understood. For all I knew I just had something on my face but still, I felt comforted. I moved away before she died but the last time I saw her I let her know how much she meant to me.
It's a beautiful thing to know sometimes life and gifts have come in the most ordinary ways. For all I know it was something I internally did in a way of survival from parents who emotionally and verbally abused me. I don't know but it helped me get through a lot of sleepless nights when I was a kid. Whatever the circumstances were surrounding my own way for comfort it came in the way of these two animals I love dearly. Thanks!!! Take care, Peace!!
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