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Animal Lover

I think I have been an animal lover since the day I was born.  When I was in high school I always wanted to be a vet but I struggled with my grades so I knew that would not work.  Now I know I could not work in a vet office because I would not be able to put an animal down.  I have had pets all my life and I have loved them all.  The pain of losing them breaks my heart though.  I know one day I will see them again.  I don't know how people can say an animal does not have a soul or feelings.  They feel pain.  I feel any creature that can feel pain has a soul.  I just wish our pet cats and dogs could live longer lives.  After I lose a pet I always say I am not going to get another one because I don't want to go through the pain again.  That is very selfish of me and I have never regretted getting other pets.  Each and every one of them has a place in my heart and always will.  I also collect pictures of animals on here and keep a folder of them to look at once in a while.  I love the cute pictures of animals.  All kinds of animals too not just domesticated ones.  I have tried to watch animal cops on TV but had to turn it off.  That show tears me apart.  I love watching nature shows but I can't watch violent nature shows.  I find myself wanting to go through the TV and stopping the killing or the fighting.  I know that in the wild nature has to kill to eat but I don't want to watch it.  I have tried to go hunting with my husband one time but have never tried again.  I know now that I could not do it.  I would not be able to watch him kill an animal even though I know it is to go in our freezer for food.  When we moved here to this house in March the couple that lived here left us some chickens and a rooster.  The lady told me the rooster would be ready to butcher in about a year.  I told her the rooster was going to be a pet.  She just laughed.  I loved that rooster and had a dog get in the chicken coop and the rooster herded the chickens out of harms way and then turned to fight.  Of course the dog won and it broke my heart.  When I was a little girl I remember my grandparents had a pecan tree and my grandfather would shoot the squirrel to keep them out of it.  One day I was spending the weekend with them and he shot a squirrel.  I went and picked the little thing up and it had a tear running out of its eye.  I took it to my grandfather crying and said look granddaddy it is crying.  My grandmother said he never shot another squirrel. 
rondat rondat 41-45, F 1 Response Dec 14, 2007

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You cured me of my love of hunting.The one and only time I brought a deer home after we moved in together I will never forget.The look of horror and sadness and the tears on your face broke my heart even to this day 12 years later.Even though I hunted for food to put in the freezer for when times got/get tough doesn't relieve the pain caused.Now,I hunt with a camera.