I Talk About Chase and Cat Sitting.
Have you ever texted someone something and then thought of something better to text them after the text was sent?
I’ve been cat sitting at a family friend’s house (the people who took Simba in, actually). And they come home tomorrow night. I thought I would be able to leave before they got here.
But, apparently she thought differently. And I feel like I should have asked if it was okay.
I didn’t think to say it until I sent the text.
Things are okay. We have it planned out.
It’s just, I would stay, but I made plans to help my aunt with yard work tomorrow. And it’s not worth driving thirty minutes home to work for a bit, then come back here just to give them the key.
I honestly thought they had another key.
I don’t know. It’s just a tricky situation.
Plus, I don’t like driving at night so much. And I just want to get home to my Puppers!
I have learned a lot being here.
Chase honestly saved my life. I feel so bored and so left alone without my dog.
Cats are nice. I really like cats. But they don’t have that care and love that dogs give.
I have a cat. And I love her. So freaking much. But she only wants to be around when I go to bed.
Whereas Chase wants to be around all the time.
He wants to be pet and loved and held and cared for.
Cats kind of just do that on their own.
Feed them, give them water, and cleanup their shit, you’re good to go.
The only thing that kept me somewhat sane was knowing I get to go home to my dog.
If you’re ever feeling lonely, get a dog. Or borrow a dog (ask someone you know who has a dog if you can take care of them or take them on a walk sometimes).
Even just seeing a dog can make you feel a little bit better.
I saw two little dogs walk by today, and I was so thrilled.
I then saw a Great Dane, and I was ecstatic!
(Have I ever said how badly I want a Great Dane? It’s a lot! But I got a little fluff ball instead. And I couldn’t be happier.)
Watch a video of a dog being kindly played with.
That can help, too. I’ve been doing that.
And man, does it bring joy to me.
I just find it hard to feel love when you’re all alone. Even though I love cats. They just don’t love back quite right.
And I can’t wait to go home tomorrow to see my little guy!
My dad has told me that every time he gets up, Chase will get up and walk to his bed and hop in. Which is silly. He just does it all on his own. My dad doesn’t tell him to go or yell or anything like that.
He just is so sad and thinks that when someone gets up, it’s time to go to bed because they must be leaving.
He doesn’t do that with me because I’m normally not leaving.
It’s funny to hear how he acts when I’m not around. It’s like he’s a different dog. A sad, tortured soul. He’s not being tortured.
And I think that that’s love. He is a completely different dog when I’m not around because I’m not around. Because his love and caretaker is missing.
And I feel the same.
I don’t know. I just felt like sharing.
I hope you have something or someone that loves you so much and that you love too much in return.
'never give up'