Pets

What is it about our pets?
Why is it we grow so attached to them? How do they ingrain themselves so much into our lives and...literally...become family members?
Is it their companionship? Is it their attentiveness? How do they sense our moods and react accordingly? I can’t explain it.
We are cat people and probably have too many of them, but each of them is unique in their personalities and how they interact with us.
Earlier this month, we attended two funerals and a funeral visitation in 7 days. The first was a distant relative, the next was the mother of a close friend and the last was a great-grandmother to our daughter-in-law.
During the same 7 days, we had to put down a favorite cat. Barney was a gray tiger-stripe, about 15 years old and the wife’s favorite. (That’s Barney, Bernie and Bonzi in the photo above, left to right.) I always thought that Barney was a couple of clowns short of a circus, but he was a lot of fun and had a certain quirkiness about him that all of us enjoyed. Barney’s body was shutting down and we were forced to deal with it in the humane way.
What bothers me is the fact that I may have grieved more for Barney than I did for the deceased folks and their families…. I can’t explain it.
Anyway….Barney, thanks for 15 wonderful years…we miss ya, buddy.

