Written for: Poets and Storyteller United
Weekly Scribblings #64: Beloved Companions
"Write about your non-human beloved companions."
You can do no wrong
in their eyes
they love you.
Pets are loyal and protective;
do the same for them.
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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Sara, that’s why we don’t have pets anymore. We are afraid they would outlive us and then who would care for then, Our last pet, a toy poodle, was given to us by her owner on her deathed. She looked Mrs. Jim in the eye and said, “Please don’t give Katrin away.”
Some time you want to read an unpublished ‘second life of a toy poodle,” just search my two active blogs for articles and verse that I wrote of her.
Besides, a pet may inadvertently trip one of us bridle boned elders. Last Friday I did fall and I broke my left big toe at the joint. Now eight weeks I will wear a boot.
Hope that toe heals up, Jim. Our dogs are aged like us, and I don’t think I could do it again.
It is hard not to love our pets as they do show their love for us cuddling up to us when we are home or keen to go out with us if on a walk. Dog particularly know when to bark at strangers to show they are doing their bit to keep us safe.
They are such special additions to a home.
Yes, that sums it up perfectly. Pet owners need to be loving and conscientious.
So true! Such joy!
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So nice! I’m currently working on a major problem with my new 6 month old pup. I want it to work out, he deserves it as he was already “returned” once, which made the issue worse.
Hope you both make it. Thanks, Lisa!
I lament what short lives animals have. I’ll not get any more when the ones I have now are gone. It’s too heartbreaking when they go.
~cie from poetry of the netherworld~
Mine are both aged now, and I dread those days to come. Don’t know if I can weather that storm yet again.
Good advice! They are not as critical of us as we are of ourselves, for sure.
My Kit is a pampered little princeling. I wonder about his life before we rescued him, but I know for sure that he’s living his best life now.
As are my two.