playing game children made up
hanging out with neighbor kids until the street light went on
baseball with the neighbor kids
Then someone says…do pets count? I say yes. Then come the pet stories. My cat was amazing..she let us dress her up in clothes or my dog was wonderful…She followed me everywhere and I even gave her rides in the basket of my bicycle. There are stories and stories and stories about pets.
Much of my childhood time was spent with pets…
As I got older it was Pugsy.
Pugsy was so neat. I could hook her leash over the handle bar of my bike and she would trot along as I rode bike. It was so fun!!
Both were wonderful dogs that I could fill blog entry after blog entry about. I can’t say enough good things about growing up with a dog to love. If I could only pick one “toy”…it would have been my dogs.
The best thing of all…I learned so much from them, loyalty, compassion, empathy, responsibility. There is something that a pet can teach that no human or toy ever could.
Thankfully I had parents who allowed a dog in the house and who were there to provide the training and rules that helped me learn to be a responsible pet owner. Granted, a dog is much more work in maintenance and time than a toy is..but it’s oh so worth it. No toy can ever comfort or care for a child like a pet can.
A pet is a wonderful investment for an entire family. I watch my husband, who didn’t have a dog in the house growing up, be playful and at ease with our dog. I see some of his stress melt away. Granted…the emotional attachment goes both ways as it is really hard to watch pets die..but again that is another thing pets can teach us..how to let go.
It was hard to convince my Hubby that having a pet in the house was an okay thing….one of the best gifts he ever gave me was saying yes when I talked about having a pet in the house.