Miles and Malcolm

Hello, hello my friends!

Yes, I have returned to the world that is called "blogging". I apologise for my absence. My heart has just not been in to writing due to recent events in my life. I just could not do it. I am even grossly behind on my personal journal, which I always prefer to update on a nightly basis. However, I must get back on the horse, as they say, and try to move on. I need to not dwell on things that I have absolutely NO control of!

Anyway, I wanted to write today about my two new kittens--Miles and Malcolm. I have had them for a little over a week now! This is probably going to sound uber-cheesy but I honestly believe that they have helped speed up my healing process. In one way they have forced me to forget about my "wounds" by taking up my free time so I can properly care for and love them. But in another way they have helped simply by loving me in return. Which, I must admit, is the greatest reward.

When I'm gone for awhile or even at work for the day they always run to greet me when I open the door and call out their names. When I'm sitting on the couch doing homework or watching TV they always come and lay on my lap or snuggle up next to me. They like to be held and I like to take them on one-on-one "field trips" around the house or outside to get the mail. They have become very precious to me.

While I was at work today I was thinking about them and about what I wanted to write today. Anyone who knows me knows that I love animals, especially pets. I have always loved pets, even when I was very, very young. I've realized lately why I love them so much. They are loving and caring by nature, especially to their human masters, or friends. Pets don't care what you look like, how much money you make, or what you are doing in your life. They just love to be petted, held, taken care of, and loved. Pets don't judge you like humans do. They are true friends.

Now I know there are exceptions. Not all pets are nice and not all humans are jerks. And I am not saying that my kittens are my only friends either. I am blessed to have many great HUMAN friends in my life (some are probably reading this blog right now). But I just wish we could all, myself definitely included, learn to love unconditionally as pets usually do. Perhaps that is why pets were put on the Earth--to teach us to be kind.

But there is one question I must ask---how can people not like pets? I can understand if your allergic to them but how could you not have a pet because you hate pets? How is that even possible? I just don't get it.