Maybe, Cheyenne, one of my cats, who almost died last year changed her attitude toward me then. He would always walk into the opposite direction when I approached him. Last year he got very sick, had we waited one more day he might have died. The vet said his kidneys had almost shut down completely. We fully expected to hear from our vet that he did not make it through the night. We were thrilled when he called the next day and the vet said he was doing much better. I am not sure if that was the reason he would not run from me any longer. Now we are buddies and he welcomes my touch. I consider that a miracle.

Tilla Give Me Hugs

Author: siggy

Tilla, my favorite dog, gives me hugs. He puts his front paws and body on me when I am sitting. Sometimes it is his way of saying I want to go out in the yard and other time it is not. He is the only dog who will jump on the bed to greet me when I am in that room. And he will immediately jump off when I leave my bedroom. I never had a dog do that before. He is a very affectionate dog. Often when he comes in from the yard he will greet me (or my wife) by tapping me lightly with his nose.

My Pets Comfort Me

Author: siggy

My pets comfort me. I arose several hour before my wife and Coco joined me in my den as I was watching TV. Suddenly my other two dogs came into my room–Tilla and her mom Sweetie. Coco immediately left my room. She likes her space. I love my pets (all eleven). I went to sleep last with all three dogs in my bedroom including one cat–Cool Hand Luke, who jumped on our king sized bed not far from me. Maybe they just like the air conditioning. Anyway, I was happy they joined as I fell asleep. My animals just love me. And that is always comforting.

Big Bad Benny, a beagle-mix, who has been dead for over fifteen years, knew how to open the refrigerator door. We had to make sure both doors leading to the kitchen were closed. He really was not that smart and must have discovered how to do that accidentally. Anyway, if one door was left open he would discover that and raid the refrigerator. Anything he could reach was history. He certainly had lived up to his name.

I would sic the dogs on the squirrels eating from thee bird feeder I keep sunflower seeds in. I’d simply open the screen door and out they went in fast pursuit of the squirrels. My wife was afraid they might catch one so once I rattled the screen to give the squirrels some advance notice. Tilla the fastest of my three dogs took one look, noticed the squirrels had fled and refused to run out. He knew he did not have a prayer to catch one. I just laughed. He did not want to waste his time. He wanted a fighting chance.

Cheyenne finally made friends with me. For years, often, when I approached him, he would stand there and give me the “eye’; as if to say how dear you approach me. Recently I realized he would let me pet him. I would run my fingers from his head down to his tail and he would not run away and, even, seemed to like my touch. I really do not know what changed. He is such a regal long haired cat. And I was thrilled he made friends with me.

You Can’t Own A Cat

Author: siggy

You can’t own a cat not like a dog who you can win their loyalty. All my cat (all seven) have their own personality. They do not seek your approval. They let you take care of them but they have their own mind. They do not cater to you. They let you take care of you. Of course that is true of dogs too. Animals either like you or don’t. They don’t feign affection. They are more reliable than humans. In fact, some people prefer animals, particularly dogs, (and their are cat people too) to humans. They only know one thing: that is love. They give unconditional love. The animals do not care how many degrees you have or how much money. Each animal accepts you how you are.

Coco Likes Her Privacy

Author: siggy

Coco likes her privacy. The other two dogs of mine came in this morning but she stayed out. That is not that unusual. At night she has her spot. Almost every night she will follow me into the bedroom. She consistently withdraws into our bedroom. Sometimes she will go there in the middle of the day–away from the rest of my three dogs and us. As I said, she likes her privacy.

Coco, my black female dog, loves “crunchies.” Today I was eating a bowl of “Captain Crunch” appropriately named. And before you can blink, she was sitting in front of my Lazy Boy, asking for an handout. It does not matter what it is but if the food you are eating makes a crunchy sound she is there right in front of you wanting some. She is the only dog of three we have who does that. She is this cute looking long haired mid-sized black dog with adorable fluffy ears. Crackers, whatever makes a crunching sound, she is there looking for an handout. And of course, sometimes she gets it. She loves “crunchies” as we put it.

Two Animal Tales

Author: siggy

This is two animal tales. One of Tilla, my favorite dog (I have three). This morning he twice jumped on my bed near me. He was saying, “Pet me. Hug me. Immediately!”, which I did. He is one affectionate dog. I swear he likes to make me laugh. He will occasional flip on his back, tail wagging furiously. “Rub my belly. You must rub my belly!” He makes me laugh. I never had a dog do that.

Then there is Cheyenne. He is one handsome long haired cat who, for a long time gave me the “Eye” (How can you dare approach me?!) and then ran in the opposite direction. He wanted no part of me. It was that way for years. At some point something changed and now occasionally he will let me pet him. In fact, yesterday he immediately purred loudly when I petted him on the bed. Even pets can change their relationship with you.

Cool Hand Luke followed me into my bedroom immediately. She is the closest I have to being my cat, not that you can ever own a cat: you can’t. I have had her fourteen years. I got her when she was less than a year old and have never had a cat that long. She likes sitting on the corner flannel pillow in our bedroom. She is a black affectionate cat who I often find near me. At night, she sometimes travels back and forth at our heads. She does not get along too well with some of the other cats (we have seven). She is one sweet cat.

Tilla’s Favorite Spot

Author: siggy

Tilla’s favorite spot is under the computer table. In fact my dog is there right now. And I did not even realize he was there. He was so quiet. I am typing at the computer presently. There is a pillow he sits on. He likes tight spaces. Sometimes my wife kicks him out of that spot. All creatures are animals of habit but he is one dog who is somewhat unpredictable. He is quirky. I sometimes do not know what he is going to do next.