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YES I AM ONE OF THOSE

HELP STOP FELINE ABUSE

HELP STOP FELINE ABUSE

I didn’t start out like this. I laughed at and sneered at the crazy people who just couldn’t get enough of their pets, treating them like children. Then I met my loving adorable husband. He was a feline aficionado, a rare quality in a man to say the least. He never denied his love of cats even to other men, secure in his own masculinity to say I love….Cats. We’ll save the other euphemism for another time. ūüėČ

Now I am an animal lover myself don’t get me wrong, but it wasn’t till I was on my own and had an apartment that I discovered all things feline. I was bound and determined to raise them with dignity, no cooing and coddling, they would grow to be the adult cats with the respect they deserved.

I worked with a woman at that time who had a Shih¬†Tzu¬†named Charlie.¬†It was one of those mop dogs,¬†the kind you wanted to stick a pole up its¬†bum and mop the floor with it. Supposedly a cute small yipper. Charlie went everywhere with her and it was Charlie this¬†and Charlie that. Charlie had to get his hair cut, She had to go right home and¬†make Charlie’s dinner ect… I’m not joking when I say this, for the first six months I knew¬†her, I thought Charlie was her husband till one day she comes¬†into work and mentions Dave.

My world spun! how could this middle-aged woman be cheating on Charlie? I was aghast in horror! till another co-worker who snickered and laughed at me said Charlie was her freaking pooch!

Now this part is sad I’ll warn you. ¬†Charlie developed cancer and mercifully was given¬†the gift of a peaceful death.¬†My friend was devastated of course and she announced Charlie’s funeral would be held in¬†two days for all those who would like to attend.

Wait, What? A funeral for a Swiffer?

My eyes rolled and I shook my head. Thankfully, I thought to myself, that I had to work and couldn’t attend, but I was lucky enough to share in the pictures of Charlie lying in his little doggie casket at his viewing. He was buried lovingly in a pet cemetery.

This whole melodrama was foreign to me. I was brought up that pets are animals and we may cry when they leave us but it is after all an animal and we move on. I believed that till my McTavish. I had Mctavish before I was married and he was a gift from a dear friend. Living alone I appreciated his company, his constant need for attention taking my mind off of the fact that I lived alone. He was a Scottish Fold and my constant companion.

When I married my husband, the feline aficionado, remarked that McTavish¬†was my ‘first’ husband since¬†a lot of my daily¬†concern was for my aging cat.¬†I was slowly starting on my journey to being one of ‘those’. We had¬†by then¬†added to our family several more feline children and as the years progressed on, our decisions even¬†ones¬†where to live centered around the cats. McTavish was by now an old man in cat years approaching 80 + years and¬†I’m positive¬†he appreciated that we moved somewhere that was one level only and I to this day believe it’s the reason he lived to 18 human¬†yrs¬†,101+ feline, but even then I still hadn’t completely transformed into one of ‘those’ quite yet.

Then ‘they’ came.

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Bindi Sue and Cheech

The two bundles of lil’ dog love that insidiously¬†completed the transformation and it all started with the first sweater¬†I bought them. It was January in Detroit after all. The frozen north and the two little ones who weighed no more than a pound a piece¬†when I brought them home needed extra warmth. They are after all Chihuahua’s and barely had fur.

They had to have coats!

cheech hoodie

They’re gonna laugh at me at the dog park

bindi hoodie

Help Me the crazy lady is at it again!

Now there is nothing cuter than Chihuahua’s in¬†hoodie parka’s¬†except maybe this

hairless cat sweater

Foolish feel I!

and this

min pin in sweater

I gotta wear this for how long?

and of course this

sd swester

I HATE YOU!

So now every time I go to PetCo¬†and PetSmart passing by the mini coats, sweaters, booties, sundresses and team jerseys, I call my sponsor from Pet Clothes are Just Too Damn Cute Anonymous. My sponsor is my husband who says only one word. “NO”¬†ūüė¶

Though recently he did have to admit they did look awful cute in their hoodies.

Now if I can only get him to let me have one of these!

shetland ponies in sweaters

Have a sweaterific day!

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Dogs by any other name….

Does my Labrador Retriever know that¬†he is? do my Chihuahua’s know that they are just that?¬† At what point do we go from being proud of our culture and ethnicity to ethnocentrism? That we devalue all others and exclude people and other ways of life.

The line is fine and easily crossed. Those of us who are blessed enough to live in melting pot areas of the country like I am, that can find Arabic bakeries and Asian markets¬†along with Polish and Italian meat markets, Soul food restaurants, Mexican restaurants, Indian food¬†and everything in between (My taste buds should never get bored) have an opportunity to enjoy many cultures without ever having to get on a plane. Now you would think that with all these ethnicities I live in a utopia where everyone gets along. Yeah, no! I have heard phrases like ‘marry your own culture’ and witnessed people who will not talk to you because even though they are living in the land of¬†a¬†really humongous statue that¬†says ‘Bring me your¬†huddled masses’, huddle only¬†with their own. Birds of a feather…….

My Labrador is yellow and weighs 80 pounds. He is a retired Guide Dog for the Blind. He is smart, playful and loves to…you guessed it….retrieve. He still tries to Guide on occasion forgetting that he is retired and¬†I am not blind. So I wonder¬†what is¬†his culture? Guiding was taught to him so that is not part of his culture, that was his job. Maybe¬† retrieving, killing and destroying toys is part of his true culture. (hover your mouse over the pictures)

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Brooks the ex-Guide dog toy destroyer

My Chihuahua’s were there first and Brooks had to adjust to their way of life, much like the Chi’s had to adjust to¬†feline culture when they arrived. The Turkish Angora’s (Yes we are a multiracial feline/canine household) showed the then 1lb puppies the ropes and how things were done in their feline Arab American household. They grew up speaking cat and had an overwhelming love of them even though cat was not in their DNA.

Cat culture

Cat culture

Brooks never got a chance to learn¬†the ancient and honorable feline¬†culture from the¬†elder statesmen of the feline tribe¬†since¬†all the cats have¬†passed on, but the Chi’s have done their best to educate and depart¬†the time-honored feline¬†knowledge and culture of their feline Arab American brothers and sisters to him. Sleeping anywhere he pleases is one of his favorite adopted cat culture activities he’s learned.

Now Chihuahua’s it’s been rumored are not descendants of wolves but from¬†Fennec¬†foxes from Mexico. An interesting theory because that would mean¬†over the many years Chihuahua’s have been¬†human’s pocket¬†companions we have been forcing¬†a domestic canine culture and silly clothes¬†on a¬†native desert animal.¬†Sound familiar in human history? Do my Chi’s¬†tolerate domesticated wolf culture, sparkly¬†shirts that say grrrl power or tuxedo t-shirts for the boy Chi,¬†or¬†do they pine for the desert¬†life of their ancestral homeland? That would explain the burrowing in blankets and sunning themselves in 90 degree temps while their much larger canine companion enjoys air conditioning.¬†Labs are after all from Newfoundland not as the name might imply Labrador, where colder temps are normal.

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Psst! We’re actually foxes!

fennec fox 2

Yo no soy un perro! (I am not a dog!)

My 4 legged household companions can teach us all a lesson in diversity and getting along. Enjoying and learning from each other’s differences and recognizing that we all share in one universal culture, human culture. We all want ultimately the same things,¬†family, faith, love, a nice place to live and enough to eat, a bright future for our children and to be able to carry on our legacy through them, plus small dogs to dress up. Be proud of who you are and the heritage you came from, take the positive lessons of your ancestors and the good things of your culture and move them forward, share them with others and enjoy the diversity and history of another. Mix it up a little, I’m a firm believer in once you learn about it, you end up respecting it and your world is a richer place for it.

Then again maybe I’m being Pollyanna. (an excessively or blindly optimistic person.)

Part of Chihuahua culture is staring, giving off subliminal messages till you give up the coveted object. Something they learned from their feline Arab American upbringing.

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