Friday, September 10, 2010

When animals

is no longer animals in our heart, they behaved differently, looked differently, felt differently and treated differently. Probably it's just me, but I see a different shine in the eyes of the animals that comes into my life to become my pets. Recently after Rhino came to me, my cousin asked me why all of my pets looked cuter and different than the ones that she ever had. The question struck me too.

I believe when our pets are treated humanely, they behave differently. From all the furkids that I mixed with from all of my friends, I can tell that all of them are especially loved by their mommies and daddies, their eyes shine with adoration when they looked at their parents. When I see the dogs at the pet shops, yes they are undoubtedly cute as buttons, but their eyes has no shine, a lifeless look.

When these animals came into me, I make sure they are well fed, cleaned after, and I really mean CLEAN! I don't like animal smells, I don't care if my pets like it, I just know that I don't. It's unhealthy for us human, too. I believe when they come to me, I chose them, they don't come to me begging to be kept, but I brought them into my house and so it depends on me whether their life is happy or not.

My cousin, had the exact breed of hammy and she asked me why her hamster is so freaking ugly. I told her, well, you kept her in the corner of the house floor, her food is placed there until the next refill, you barely even look at her everyday, forgetting her existence even. When it's time to clean her, your maid just took out the bedding and refill it. Her cage smells, so does she, how can she be cute in your eyes? For you, she is just another animal.

Sleeping soundly, he now trust me to not stirring even as I bug him in his sleep...
Honestly, I didn't know that hamster can be tamed, all I know that they bite. I don't know that they can lick, they respond to their name and willingly came up to your hand. The power of communication, bonding, touch and talking is amazing.

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