One of my favourite photos of Harrison. He was my baby (until I had babies of my own).
Families are made up of all sorts of people – and some of them have fur, fins or fangs! This week on the Romance Writers Weekly Blog Hop, I asked:
Do you have a pet? Or have a special pet memory? Please share - and photos welcome!
There have been very few periods in my life where I did not live in a house with a pet of some kind. I grew up on a hobby farm and we always had at least one dog or cat – along with chickens, ducks, goats, horses, and the occasional cow.
I particularly remember my first cat. Not our family’s first cat (although I do have a few memories of Willy), but the first one that I chose myselfand called mine. She had short, thick, grey hair and was so soft I named her Chenille. Unfortunately, she disappeared only a few months later (one of the dangers of having outdoor cats). Maybe that’s why I remember her so well, though.
Once I was living on my own, I adopted another cat. Harrison (yes, after Harrison Ford) was with me for more than fifteen years. At night, he would sleep on my pillow with his head on my neck (my husband put a stop to this after we were married, LOL!). He’d be so relaxed he would drool on me. If I patted my chest he would jump from the floor into my arms. He was a wonderful cuddler.
Currently we have Aspen (a beagle/cocker spaniel mix) and Gilligan. Gilligan was 14 years old when we adopted Aspen as a pup, and needless to say she was not impressed. In fact, she spent two years on the top floor of our house (where the dog was not allowed to go). But since then they have grown to tolerate each other, and even groom each other!
Gilligan and Aspen. I had to be quick on the draw to capture this!
On a recent camping trip, our son (hiding in the black hoodie) had to share is bed with Duke (his sister's chocolate lab) and Aspen!
How about you? Do you have any pets? I’d love to hear about them. Then be sure to hop over to A.S. Fenichel and see what furry friends she has.