Monday, May 05, 2014

Thematic Photographic 293 - Pets

Hanging out on on Frasier's pillow
London, ON
April 2014
There's something to be said for having a pet. Whatever that something is, it isn't about convenience, or keeping the house clean, or enjoying peace and quiet before dawn, or leaving inordinate amounts of money at the vet. Sometimes I think about the logic of having a dog in the first place and wonder what the heck we were thinking when we brought his bedraggled, rescued-from-an-abusive-home little self home all those years ago.

But then I see moments like this and realize it isn't about the inconvenience, the messiness, the noise or the money. It has nothing to do with logic, or order, or anything remotely approaching the visual perfection of a Good Housekeeping-worthy home.

My late step-grandmother - who I'll say as gently as possible was not the world's nicest woman - had the most pristine living room. Mirror-glass coffee and end tables, plastic-covered velour couches and carpet that was vacuumed to a microscopically even surface, and you left footprints in it when you walked on it. Perhaps to counterbalance her meanness, I revelled in leaving foot-dragging trails in the carpet, smudges on the tables and whatever else I could muster for the sofas. I'm sure she whipped it back to perfection mere minutes after we left. But she could never make it a home. And I'm guessing the mere thought of a dog gave her hives.

Our carpet isn't anywhere near as immaculate as my late step-grandmother's, and our end tables, when they're not buried with everyday messes, don't blind us with their reflection. Frasier has contributed more than his fair share of scars to this place. Yet our house, imperfect and zoo-like as it is, is home, and that's in large part due to his being right in the middle of it. And one look at our daughter's face is all I really need to justify the moment we decided to make him a part of our family. I'll take that any day over Bubby Fanny's eerily vacuumed carpet.

Your turn: If you've got pictures of pets - yours, a friend's, a stranger's, whatever - I hope you'll share it on your blog and leave a comment here letting folks know where to find it. Visit other Thematic participants throughout the week and feel free to share as many pics as you can muster. If you're new to the Thematic thing, click here for instructions. And be sure to make nice to whatever animal happens to cross your path. They really are cathartic.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

My pets

(Technically, some of them aren't pets. But I feel like they're all pets!)

Michèle et Jean-Claude said...

I love watching birds on our bird feeders. In town we don't get the variety you seem to get at your feeder. Thanks again for a chance to see them.

Pat Tillett said...

I can't remember ever having less than 4 dogs and/or cats in our house at any given time. Add our five kids to that and there was NEVER any danger of a clean and neat anything.
Looking back at all that, our grand kids are even messier! Now we have four cats (all older) and it seems like easy street.

Gilly said...

Lots of pets in my blog!

Bob Scotney said...

I've got carried away a bit - but only one dog.

Anonymous said...

I've lost my beloved cat a few years ago, but sometimes I take care of my neighbor's Oscar; here's mine

fredamans said...

I suppose some kids are pets too... lol... Love your shot.

Michèle et Jean-Claude said...

Did anyone really expect me to feature another pet besides Max?


sister AE said...

My dad took this one when my brother and I were kids.

Unknown said...

I didn't think I had anything for this, but something did come up.