I know someone who is quite special and who puts God‘s creatures before herself. It’s not to say I don’t worry about her and how she lives with such a small income but she is smart and caring and always thinks of others before herself. I am lucky to know her and work for her now every Sunday taking care of her cats. She is a small business owner and we met one day by chance. I was in the area giving out business cards and meeting some of the local business owners.
When I went into her business it was nothing like I imagined from the outside. It was like stepping into a magical setting,there was soft lighting,classical music and a world of imagination. Macy stepped out from the back room and immediately I knew we would be friends. She greeted me as if we had known each other for a lifetime and we got to talking about my pet business.
Macy invited me to have a seat by her fireplace and offered me a cup of tea as she was in the back making it a small tuxedo cat came and jumped up on my lap. It was unique to see a cat roaming around a business. Macy told me she was a real cat lover and had rescued this sweet girl outside her shop.
I saw two other tails sticking out from under the counter twitching with excitement. I laughed and said they were lucky to have such a luxurious lifestyle. She told me how many years she had been rescuing and how many animals she helps everyday,”they are so important to me and I can’t stand to see them suffer.”she said.
Over the past four years I have become good friends with Macy she is such a kind soul and she has graciously allowed me into her life. I have seen her buy cat food for her shop cats with no regard to the fact she needs to eat as well. She has many animals at her own home as well some on bed rest from medical emergencies or being spayed or neutered. She spends time sitting in the tall grass coaxing little kittens who have been abandoned on the side of the road to safety. She has changed my way of thinking towatds those who truly love God’s great and small.
I was watching television last night and a commercial for a new series on pet cloning came on.
I watched how people really idolized their pets through painting and murals on their walls, sat and ate with a picture on their kitchen table and brought their deceased animal through the airports. I felt different emotions as I watched the pain of loss in their faces and the willingness to do whatever it took to get their beloved best friend back. I was however touched at the fact that unconditional love was priceless in their eyes.,they were willing to do anything and everything to heal.
I work with animals I have been a pet sitter for over six years now and a dog owner and lover myself,I know when the time for Mocha(our dog) to leave it will be the hardest and most difficult thing in my life. How will I deal with it?cloning ,would it really even make a difference? I couldn’t replace her. Her soft nuzzle,her soft brown eyes as she tells me in her own way how much she loves me. I don’t think even a clone could replace my heart hurt as I would know it wasn’t truly her.
Would I feel the same amount of happiness when my clone sat on my lap as we rode in the car on the way to a client dancing to the music on the radio? Would my clone dog slip under the covers as I worked on my computer and snuggle close to me like I was the pack leader of their dreams?
I know I would want another little soul to snuggle with and talk to when I was in pain or having a bad day but it wouldn’t be Mocha. About 68 % of american s say they would clone their pets but only 8-9 percent have been successful. It is rather expensive and considering how many pets are up for adoption or abandoned it’s in the millions, it seems to me sort of selfish. Are we so obsessive we couldn’t love or give another animal a chance to come into our hearts? I realize the human heart wants what it wants but so many animals need our love.
Many of us work so much these days,how do we know if we are spending enough time with our pets? Do they notice we are gone eight to ten hours a day? How do they react to us when we come home? These are questions I often ask myself when thinking about my own dog. I am lucky enough to take Mocha with me when I go see my fur clients as I call them, so she has a lot of my attention,but some days I can’t take her with me because I am planning a trip to the grocery and don’t want to leave her in the car which in some states is illegal and in my case I am afraid she will get stolen she’s so cute. On those days she makes me pay for my absence by pooping on the floor in my fireplace room every time. I thought at first it was just being angry or defiant,but upon further investigation I found out it was part of a common anxiety disorder. I didn’t realize that by talking to her and telling her I was coming right home. I was making it worse and I was only making myself feel better. I make sure now I don’t make it a big deal when I leave I pick up my keys and purse slowly and calmly and walk out without any eye contact. Now when I come home there are no accidents and she seems much calmer. I do make time to play ball with her in the afternoons around the same time everyday so she knows when and what to expect,believe it or not dogs on a routine are much more secure. If you work long hours see about hiring a pet sitter or ask a neighbor to look in on your pet especially if they are anxious when you leave.