What is it about pets that make us get so attached? Is it the unconditional love that they give? Is it the unique personalities that we grow to love? It is the way that they always want to play with us and always seem to have boundless energy? Is it all of the above and more?
Whatever it is, most people treat pets like they are members of the family and love them as such. Tonight was one of those nights when we really felt how much our pets are loved and cherished.
Sarah's mom's boyfriend, Tom, become very ill last November. He ended up in the hospital and knew that it was going to be for a long time, so Mom asked us if we could take care of his 8 year old Dachshund, Wiggles, until Tom was well enough to take her back. Well, Tom didn't get better and passed away in January, so Wiggles became ours to keep. We had already fallen in love with her anyway so it wasn't a hard decision to make her part of the family. Jojo, our 5 year old miniature pincher, loves her as well and would have been lost without her.
Jojo and Wiggles are complete opposites. Picture the characters in the Winnie the Pooh movies and you'll have a good idea of the personalities of our two wonderful dogs. Jojo is like Tigger, always bouncing around and hyper. Wiggles, like Eeyore, moves around slowly and is never in a hurry to go anywhere. Jojo always has to be front and center while Wiggles is just as content to go back into the bedroom and crawl under the covers all day long.
That leads us to our problem this evening. I was getting ready for bed when I casually asked Sarah where Wiggles was. We had seen her earlier this evening but hadn't seen her in a couple of hours. Since she is quiet, though, that wouldn't necessarily mean anything. After calling for her and unsuccessfully checking in all of the other rooms of the house, we came to the conclusion that she was gone. She must have slipped out when some visitors left earlier and we hadn't noticed. Sarah and I quickly got dressed and went to look for her. Poor Joshua was in a panic thinking she had run away or gotten hit by a car and Jacob and John Allen were worried as well. Fortunately it didn't take long to find her. She had just wandered down the street a bit. Her short little legs didn't get her very far. We were all very thankful and it made me realize, again, how much we love our pets.
We are praising the Lord for our found Wiggles. All is well in the house again. What about you? Do you have any lost pet stories or stories about when you first realized how much you love a particular pet? Leave us a comment below and share your pet story.
Before you do, however, enjoy these pictures of our beloved pets, Jojo and Wiggles.