Pets vs potted plants: your thoughts.
Another easy one. I have a dog. I have no plotted plants. Think that sums up my thoughts rather perfectly, don't you?
I have always had pets in my life. Cats and dogs when I was growing up and dogs since I moved out of home 20-something years ago. Because I live by myself, it's nice to come home from a hard day (or night) at work and be greeted by someone who is ALWAYS so happy to see me, favourite toy in his mouth, tail wagging at a million miles an hour.
Back in Jan 2011, I made the very sad decision to put my 14 year old Ridgeback/Staffy cross to sleep. Her name was Scully (yes, that Scully from The X-Files). It was the kindest thing I could do for her as I never wanted her to ever suffer. The next 3 days were the worst of my life since my mum passed away back in '89. I woke up alone (she slept on my bed) and cried, I came home from work to an empty house and cried and I went to bed alone and cried. I was so depressed I didn't want to eat or get out of bed or do anything.
And then came Sam, a 1 year pure-bred black lab my boss found on the street near her home. Because she already had 2 large dogs, she couldn't house him while looking for his owners, so asked me to take him in. And it was love at first sight and, had his owners come forward (we put up posters at shelters and vets all over the area) I would have fought tooth and nail to keep him. Luckily for me, they never did show up, so we ended up adopting each other and the last 4 years have been amongst some of the best of my life.
His nickname is Samifer because when he's in one of his cheeky/naughty moods, I swear he's possessed by Lucifer.
Scully at our favourite spot by the river
Sam on the day I brought him home.
Sam at Xmas 2011