Animal Connection Key to Compatibility

| 6/1/2011 12:05:56 PM

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KC ComptonI’ve just come from visiting friends on Facebook, which always includes plenty of postings of people with dogs, cats, birds or other creatures prominently positioned in their yards, on their laps, draped on their beds or perched on their shoulders. This always makes me happy: I heartily approve of animal lovers who have critters prominently located in their lives.

Not THAT many animals, of course – I don’t admire the hoarders or those whose entire lives become overtaken by the mongrel horde. But a friendly connection with other species seems to me part of what makes domestic life sweet.

KC's current dog-pal CP -- aka Cutie PatootieI know that an intimate, familial relationship with animals isn't everyone's cup of tea. Some people whom I love deeply simply are not animal people. These folks tend to fall into categories. One group is made up of those who didn't grow up with animals and therefore remain strangers, vastly aware of the differences between themselves and animals and barely aware of the connections. I harbor a romantic hope that someday, each of those people, if they only spend some time with an animal, will see that the charms mostly outweigh the minuses. I harbor this hope despite direct and painful evidence to the contrary.

The other group seems to comprise people who have had some traumatic encounter with an animal – through loss or fear – and now keep their distance to protect themselves. I feel sad for these people and hope for them some healing.

A third possibility occurs to me, that there may be people whose brains simply aren't wired to reach out and make contact with other species.

Trying to get inside a mind like this is near impossible for me, though I try to suspend judgment. I have to admit, I can’t imagine having that kind of brain, any more than I can imagine not hearing melodies incessantly, dreaming in black and white, or encountering intense aroma and flavor without an internal swoon.

mary carton
8/21/2011 9:56:31 PM

My first animal was an Aussie. Shep was 6 months old & I was 6 months when we got him. He would lay beside me and I'd grab his hair & he would pull me up and that's how I learned to walk.

paula ebert
8/13/2011 5:35:17 PM

I knew my man was the man for me, when he said he'd accept my dog in the house, where there'd never been an inside dog before. His mother, God rest her soul, would be shocked; and the family was surprised, but it has worked out just fine.

muck boot diva
8/9/2011 1:35:55 PM

Hee Hee Hee. My MWM loathes cats. I told him when we move to the farm -- THEY WILL COME. Last weekend we have a couple over for dinner (Horse Master Reyna and her Chef husband -- I cooked for him). Well, a young orange striped cat (male) slammed his body up against the front door and meowed. I said , "Oh! A cat! Let's look..." And there he sat. The MWM did not like that. I said he was a perfect gentleman -- he knocked, asked to come in -- why not let him? No go. So, my little friend heard us talking in the bedroom later that evening and "asked" to come in for the rest of the night. I sleep with earplugs, and rested without a twitch --- Hahahahahahahaha! MBD

k.c. compton
6/6/2011 2:28:22 PM

Clementine, did you marry the CC nephew or the DW nephew? Whichever, I like your moniker ... --kc

6/6/2011 11:11:02 AM

I'm the same way with my animals--I can't imagine living without them! Also, in marrying your nephew I get to see the "I hates cats, cain't stands 'em" routine often--it's so freaking cute/funny!

k.c. compton
6/1/2011 4:40:29 PM

Oh, yes. I certainly know not all guys are anti-animal. My dad was absolutely silly over our little dogs, though he'd protest all the time that he was petting them and fussing over them that he "hates de dogs..." They'd hear his truck brakes squeaking when he was way up on the hill near our house and run to the door like crazy, twirling and whirling to greet him when he got home. He always said Hello to the dogs first, then the kids, then he'd go kiss Mom, but he said he was just saving the best 'til last. It's nice to know your the child of a love story, isn't it? Mom and Dad loved each other as long as they both lived, and it was such a secure feeling, knowing that. (However, once or twice when they had an actual fight, it felt like the end of the world. :=] ) I AM having a great animal relationship kind of day, celebrating the birth of my first grandson, way out here in Northern California! --KC

nebraska dave
6/1/2011 4:09:30 PM

K.C. I'm not a got to have an animal kind of person but I've had animals throughout my life time. It all started back when I was about three with a cocker spaniel named Hazel. My Mom was really the animal person and had dogs much of her life. When my own kids were growing up we had dogs, cats, rabbits, fish, gerbils, and guinea pigs. I drew the line at reptiles. There just too creepy and ugly. I just kind of like not having to be responsible for a pet in this season of life. My pets are now the outside wild life of birds, rabbits, and squirrels. They just kind of take care of themselves and I get to enjoy their antics when I sit out on the poor man's patio. Not all guys are as anti animal as your friend was. My Dad put up with hauling a pack of five miniature Chihuahuas around the country for many years. I don't think if it was up to him it would have been his choice to have all those dogs but he loved Mom and so hauled them around for her. He never liked traveling but there again he traveled all over Europe, Australia, and New Zealand because he loved Mom and just wanted to be with her.

nebraska dave
6/1/2011 4:08:53 PM

Now on the other side Dad loved to go fishing. Mom went fishing but sat in the car or in the cabin and wrote letters to penpals while Dad fished because she loved him. She was deathly scared of the water and didn't like anything about fishing. She would cook the fish after they were cleaned but that's it. After the day of fishing was finished they were together. They allowed each other to be who they were and probably it strengthened their love for one another. We can't really change the core of who we are and to try will only bring failure. I think I had a good example of that in my parents. Have a great animal relationship day.

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