Way back when, that being early 2000’s, I wrote the last of the books I ever expect to write, and my book on living in covenant with the animals came out in 2006. (For those of you who really want to know, it is here. ) It launched me off in a most unexpected direction as I sensed a calling to work with the animals of this world. I thought that might be work as a vet tech, but I’d forgotten who lousy I am with science. I learned a good bit working for awhile in a vet practice, but that led to pet sitting, something I’ve been doing for over ten years now.
I am very grateful for the presence of animals in my life. The ones I take care of, the feral cats we try to help, and most especially the animals who have lived with us and those who do so now.
We’ve said farewell to two dogs (Butterscotch and Paris), and four cats (Thomas, Gabi, Annie, and Anari) in the last two years, and we miss them all.
We still have Minh, Stripe, Lily and Hiro, and Bodhi came to live with us after Paris and Butterscotch passed away within weeks of each other. It seemed like we went dog-less for a long time, but it wasn’t even two months I think.
A house full of animals provides an endless series of challenges – behavioral, physical ones like mobility for older animals and illness, and along with those come the financial challenges. I’m pretty sure I should have my own room at the vet’s office, and some days, between our animals and the feral cat program, it feels like all I do is come home or to the cat house (yes, we call the place we keep the ferals the cat house) to switch animals who need to see the vet.
Still, we can’t imagine a home without them, rescues each and every one. Each and everyone one a reason for gratitude. (And while I’m at it, a little gratitude for the cordless vacuum cleaner too. It gets a workout!)