After spending some time with a non-pet-owning aquaintance, they got me to thinking about things that must seem strange to people without animals, but are perfectly normal for those that share their lives with them. A few things I’ve had to deal with this week…
- Vomit. So normal it’s almost mundane.
- Animal hair – a fact of life, and a tasteful fashion accessory.
- Picking up rabbit poos with my bare hands (what! they’re hard and odorless…)
- Spending more money at the pet store than I do at the clothing store.
- They eat better than I do.
- My routine is shaped around theirs.
- Poopy butt – “it” happens.
- My bedroom design is more for function than form, and that function revolves around them.
- Being more attuned to their health than I am to my own.
- Managing to work them into at least two or three conversations a day.
- No longer laughing at the “crazy animal people” (well, except for those Show Dog Moms & Dads)
- Being offended by the term “cat lady”.
- I spend 30 minutes in the morning feeding and cleaning, and 5 minutes getting dressed and doing my hair.
- Being completely enthralled by their personalities, their affection, and their playfulness. Being a little overwhelmed by their unwavering trust in me.
- Laying in bed at night with three warm little bodies snuggled next to mine and thinking, “Life is good.”
- Thinking that even when I’m squished up against the wall lest I disturb the sleeping cats…
