A Small Mind is today in pieces as he said a fond farewell to Misty after fourteen and a half years.
Now as you all know a small mind is one tough guy, a man. However he has to admit that today he cried, more than he has ever cried before. No humans death, no matter how close, has made him cry more. And I have to wonder why? Why is it that some of us share such a bond with our animals?
I think perhaps that generally they are pretty much always on your side. No matter how much love you get from a human, there is always going to be the bad days. Animals however just give and give, even when some people do such horrific things to them, they always still seem happy. You see these miserable sights of animals having been treated so cruelly and yet they still want attention and fuss.
Humans however very much have moods and there is always a bad day. Animals may well get grumpy, but it never impacts on their love for their owner and that is probably why some people get on better with their pets than their relations.
So the end of an era for a small mind as old Misty moves on and I am left to remember the good days. Farewell puss.
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