Is a pet (or has a pet ever been) your best friend? Espec. during illness/depression? Tell about your angel..?

Question

I need some inspiration, because I'm feeling down and upset. I want nothing more than to just go home from work right now and hug on my cats.. maybe then read a good book, drink some tea and still.. cuddle with my cats ;> (Not to mention I'd like to make-up with my mate, who lives with me!).

My cats have always known how to read me and they offer their "advice" whenever I need it(!). Sometimes, they just circle me, brushing me with their tails and planting "kisses" with their noses, and purring at me, giving me those big eyes until they think I'm feeling better. I've never found unconditional love anywhere else (although I'm not saying that humans can't love unconditionally).

I can't leave work though until this afternoon, so I was hoping that maybe some people wouldn't mind sharing inspirational stories with me about their own angels.. tide me over until I can get to mine ;>

Bless you!

Answer 1

Pets can definately be your best friend. God sends us who we need when we need them. You are lucky to have these animals to comfort you.

My dog saved my life. A stranger was parked on the street outside of my house. I had a terrible feeling about him and was trying to get my daughter (1-1/2 years old) and my doberman puppy (12 weeks old) into the house, when for no reason whatsoever my daughter ran out to the road right towards this man. I ran to get my daughter with my puppy trailing along behind us. He quicky pulled his truck up to us and started asking me what I was doing, etc. He had one hand on the inside of the truck door (probably on the door handle) and one hand on the seat next to him. I had a feeling he had a weapon on the seat. I wanted to get away from him so I scooped up my daughter and started backing away from him. All of a sudden my dog, who only stood about 18 inches off of the ground, started growling. I had NEVER heard my dog growl. I turned to look at him and he was standing in front of this man's truck, the hair on his back was raised up and he was showing all of his teeth.

All of a sudden, the man looked out towards the front of his truck and his eyes popped open. He asked me, " is that a doberman". I said, "yes, but he is just a puppy". I didn't want him to hurt my dog. He looked at me like I was nuts... He threw whatever he was holding onto the seat and said, "I'm not messing with a doberman", then he drove off.

From where he was sitting in his truck there is NO WAY he could have seen my dog. I had to stretch sideways to see him myself. I think God manifested my dog to look HUGE and scary.

I told my husband (who didn't believe me) what happened. I told him I would never forget that face as long as I lived.

About three months later I was watching the news and I saw this same man's face. He had just been arrested for kidnapping and murdering a store clerk. He took her body and cut it up and burned it in his backyard burning pit.

God sees everything. I was protected that day for some reason and I am very grateful for the opportunity to be alive.

Answer 2

Cats, a good book, and some tea....sounds like heaven to me.

I had a childhood cat from when I was 5 to 20 years old. He was my little buddy through all the tough times. He'd curl up on my lap and purr and go to sleep whenever I was sitting or lying down somewhere. There were plenty of times when I was sad and the only thing that could make me feel better was just being with my cat and feeling his unconditional love. I still think about him and have his picture on my dresser. He was my best friend.

Answer 3

My Boxer is surely my best friend. I'f I'm feeling down for any particular reason, he's right there to give me his affection & unconditional love. He's learned to give hugs & kisses & he's very generous with them too. If I happen to be crying, he'll come & lick my tears away, then kiss me till I laugh. He's even brought me his dog treats too. I figure he thinks it's going to make me feel better. When he does things like this, I can't help but smile & even sometimes laugh. He'll snuggle with me & lean back on me while looking at me as though he wants to talk. It's just too cute.

People who have never had pets don't really understand the way our loving pets are. If we're good to them, we can guarantee that they'll surely be good to us.

I'm sorry to hear that you're not feeling your perky self. I do hope that your spirits lift soon. Take care & have yourself a fabulous day!

Answer 4

Yeah my pets are my best friends... I have gone through some hard times in my life... nothing I want to relive in detail here (sorry) but things were never as bad as it could be because of my animals. Any time I am crying all my pets (3 cats and 1 dog) surround me and give me this look like "we love you mommy, what's wrong?" Which is always helpful.

I did have a cat who was named Church because she looked like the grey cat of pet semetary. She was my baby. She only loved me and would follow me around in the house and would sleep with me at night. She would come lay on my chest and purr her little heart out. She would become so affectionate that she would begin drooling and would drool on me. Sadly she was an outdoor cat and she was hit by a car. She is now buried in my mom's backyard.

I had another cat who was actually Church's brother his names was Ron Jeremy or Ronald J. He was the nicest cat ever. He was so sweet and would follow you everwhere. If you went for a walk around the block you were going to have Ronnie follow you around the neighborhood like a little dog. Thats what he always reminded me of... a dog. He had a horrible raspy meow that you would have to hear to even understand... I miss that sound now that he has passed away. He was an outdoor cat and was about 7 years old when he died. He died one night mysteriously... I considered that cat the brother I never had. He was my mom's cat but he was family.

Answer 5

My horse has been my best friend during a bad time. I was so sick I could barely walk, no energy, was diagnosed with an incurable disease, and from being so lethargic I had slowly gained 100+ lbs. I got this horse from the meat sale to save him from being turned into canned meat, and he cost all of $275. It was a wonderful, therapeutic process helping him recover from his abuse. It forced me to keep busy and not stay in bed the days I felt sick. I lost weight, made new friends, and got a horse-related job. He gained 100s of pounds, learned how to be a riding horse and not just a plow horse, and he's got a wonderful second chance at life.

Sometimes helping an animal (or a person) in desperate need can be a very satisfying and healing thing. Animals are wonderful creatures!

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Answer 6

About three years ago I went through a break up and had a lot of family issues... It was at that time My Missy Dog (german shepherd) came into my life.... the bond was not instant and I had to work at it for the first few days but winning her love and trust was a wonderful feeling......Having her in my life has helpep me through many ups and downs, she has absorbed many tears adn took the brunt of my anger(yelling) and still she come back with nothing but love and devotion in her eyes... at the time i got her I did not even want to get out of bed and I have no doubt that I would have ended up on the streets for lack of funds if it had not been for her... I got out of bed and went to work only for her... She could not take care of herself and I had to make sure she had a better life with me then she had had before.... to this day she gets me out of bed and give me a reason to keep going.... I am not saying i am not better. but when the depression sets in I know I have her and that as long as i get out of bed then she will be there to love me......I hoped this helps a little and good luck.....hang in there things will work out...that is one thing that I have learned from her..... no matter how bad the past or what you think is in the future...you must live in the now....and as long as you do that then there is nothing the now can throw at you that you cant handle.

Answer 7

I was living by myself for the first time and I felt utterly alone. I adopted a kitten from the nearby shelter, and he slept on top of my aching heart the first few nights.

I hate to say that I even thought of doing something like this after having adopted him, but one night, during the first week I had him, I was so distraught that I was considering suicide. I held my newest companion at arms' length- not my kitten, but an open bottle of pills.

After standing on top of my chest, purring and staring at me for some time, my new little kitten, in a deliberate motion, walked the length of my arm and smacked the bottle out of my hand, causing the pills to scatter all over the floor. And instead of jumping down to chase the tiny little pills that were rolling everywhere, he then crawled back up to me and curled up into the nook of my neck and chin and just purred and kneaded.

Now, I don't think that he had any cognitive awareness to what he was doing, but I do believe in cosmic intervention. I believe that he was sent to save my life that night, and ever since, I've been dedicated to making his life beautiful.

Answer 8

Lucky is a bay quarter horse about 14.6 hands. His full registered name is RC Too Much Luck. He got this name because he was born in a huge mud hole and he couldnt get himself out so I got him out took him to the barn washed him off with a warm wet washcolth and then dried him off. He likes sugar pop ice tea ice apples carrots crackers and almost anything else you feed him. He likes country music preferably kenny chesney craig morgan george strait and tim mc graw. He's just like a little kid he tests your patience but then the second he can tell you start to get mad he starts sucking up to make it better. He likes to meet new people too. If theres someone around his fence and he doesnt know them hell walk up there and stick his head over the fence as far as he can and just look at them till they come over there and pet him. I LOVE him I dont know what I did before I had him and I wont ever sell him. EVER!!!!

Answer 9

When I was young, I had very bad asthma. Often, I couldn't go outside to play because I would have an attack.

I had a big old brown hound (named Brownie, of course) who spent 24/7 with me. She would wake me up if I started wheezing in my sleep so I could grab the inhaler.

She was my best friend. When I was too sick to play ball with my friends she would somehow know to bring me an baseball out of my room and we would play catch on the front porch.

Although I finally outgrew the asthma, she continued to be my constant companion until she passed away at age 16.

Answer 10

Yeah My Angel is a dog named Angel she is half sheltie half doxin but she looks more like a doxin exactly and when i wuz all sad and stuff she just sat there by me and looked at me occationally but she knew i was feeling bad and she layed her head down by me

she started the kinda bark kinda and i just imagine she is telling me something and i answer and she answers back and i am talking to her.

NOW i have a little puppy named snowflake and when i come home she comes over and is just so exited to see me and she just always wants to play and she sleeps on me and i know that she trusts me yeah. So I hope I helped cuz I like to help people thx Hope U Feel Better!!

~*TaylorGraves*~