Unconditional Love

In Memory of Zoe

In Memory of Zoe

Unconditional love on earth . . . anyone who has pets knows exactly what I mean.  For some of us, it is our only experience with “motherhood”.  Our “fur babies” are sources of joy, laughter, entertainment, comfort, companionship, absolute devotion with no strings attached.

Our pets know us better than ourselves, and many times, better than our friends and families.  After all, who else can we tell our deep, dark secrets and passions and know they won’t judge us.  My “fur babies” love me when I:

  • Sing off key
  • Dance like Elaine Benes
  • Yell and cheer for my favorite sports team in the living room
  • Don’t answer the phone
  • Cry at silly, sappy pet commercials
  • Put silly costumes on them for Halloween
  • Laugh hysterically when my husband runs into the sliding glass door
  • Cut back treats when they are getting a little “pudgy”

Aside from their love and companionship, there is a mysterious and wonderful 6th sense I’ve experienced with my “kids”.  No one will ever be able to convince me that they can’t think or don’t feel.  How else can I explain how they:

  • know to stay awake and keep you company when you’ve been driving for 9 hours and have 3 more to go
  • sit next to you while you’re trying to keep crackers down after your chemotherapy treatment
  • walk slowly and next to your walker to help you recover from hip surgery
  • Lick your tears away when you’re sobbing uncontrollably
  • walk circles around the kitchen and dining room until you to come home
  • Sit 18 hours (or longer) with you in your home office while you’re working for your next paycheck
  • know that you’re hurting

The difficult part of being a “mom” is watching my “fur babies” grow old.  It seems like one day they are playful rascals, and then all of a sudden they are senior citizens.  You find yourself making little adjustments day by day to accommodate their aching joints, give them their “meds”, keep the lights on because their eye-site is going, hold them a little closer . . .

And then, somehow, they let you know.  Their eyes lock with yours and they “speak wordlessly” and let you know “it’s ok; I know you love me.  You gave me a wonderful ‘forever’ home”.  They help you make the difficult, heart-wrenching decision that “it’s time”.

So Yogi, Aries, Roxy, Rhiannon, Princess, Spot, Corley, Angus, Dolly . . . all welcome a new angel to heaven – little Zoe.

“Bea Positive” that providing a loving “forever home” and the too-short years were worth the pain . . . and most likely will do it again.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Stacey Shinneman
    Jun 22, 2013 @ 21:21:20

    Dear Bea, I’m so moved by your touching tribute to the love and friendship we have with our fur babies.

    I can’t thank you enough for your memorial to my precious little Zoe.

    Although I’m grieving and missing her terribly, I’m grateful for the wonderful blessing and gift she was in my life…just as I am grateful for you and your friendship.

    God Bless You my dear friend!

    Stacey Shinneman Vice President / Director of Sales Streetmarc Advertising & Marketing Office: 813.870.2128 Cell: 813.760.7617 Fax: 813.354.3632


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