I speak of this lightly but in retrospect helping him was helping me. It was helping the little girl that had been put to the side all of her life. Again this is in no way a detriment to others. Money just needed that extra reassurance and the number one spot. I suppose that psychologically I was equipped perfectly for the job. Oddly enough my cat Sesha did not seem to mind but he was also an awesome furball. The three of us would take long walks and lay in the yard in the sun for hours. Sesha would sleep on my head and Money at my side. Money was there for some major things in my life and helped me through them. The death of my grandmother, the tumultuous end of a relationship,and the death of Sesha. Anytime I was sick or just sad he would lay in bed with me. I remember sharing a triple cream brie cheese,fig spread,and water crackers with him one night. I usually shared all of my food with him including chips ahoy cookies. When he was sick I did the same for him. We were important to each other even if noone else thought so or at least we didn't think they thought so. The amount of people that knew and loved him or were just touched by him and his passing is testament to that. I reckon for me, I knew he loved me no matter. It was unconditional love and I have not known that from many people. For him to be gone is scary as hell for me in that respect. Fortunately for both of us that love never dies and it will always be with us. I know the words and they make sense but I don't completely believe it yet or I am afraid it will not be true for me.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Bonding
Money was going through a tough time. His sister Alice had become ill and needed special attention. This put a lot of restrictions on him. He became a little bummed out and I could see it. Being a pound puppy, he was attention starved even at this point in life. Growing up I experienced similar situations so I could relate. I reached out to him and decided he was going to be my best buddy. I made sure whenever I saw him to give as much extra love as possible. I guess we had more in common than I realized. This in no way is a slag on his first parents. They loved him immensely and gave him the best home possible but he became jealous of his sister. For everyone's best interest it was time for him to move on and I declared that it should be with me.
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