At My Feet, At My Side
Pets. Annoying, hairy, needy. Pets. Loving, forgiving, loyal.
I sit here with a dog at my feet and a cat at my side. They ask for nothing but to be near me. They don't even care if I don't want them there. They just are.
Columbus, a Jack Russell/dachsund mix and Chalupa, an oversized Morris-type cat, breathing in unison, tolerating the presence of each other while letting me know they are loyal to me and my cold feet!
They ask for nothing. Of course, when I take a moment to grace them with my touch, they not only want more, they demand it and interestingly enough when I stop providing this moment of loving, they get up and leave.
I'm alone again.
Rescued from the pound they arePets who tolerate Comfortable with me now.
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