I am so sorry for Anna... I've always loved both cats and dogs. Could never afford to get one. When I was a kid, mom wouldn't allow a pet at home - "they need a yard," she would say, and we live in an apartment. When I grew up, I was afraid to get one - their lives are so short and I didn't want to watch it die. Now, I am dying and it would be irresponsible to get one because there will be no one to take care of it once I'm gone...
While yours is the canine variety, mine are feline ⋆🐾⋆
I've been a cat "friend" since 1990 when I fostered a young male kitten that was found in SoCal cemetary within a box with his dismembered siblings...
He was about 8 weeks old, a total mess; I named him Button.
That lil' kitten changed me; I became a better "human", recognizing the miraculous gift of life, sent me on a journey which I'm still on...
When I married my wife 30 years ago, who wasn't a "cat person", Button changed her too ♡
When we moved to NYC he came with us, along with his "sister" Bethie; We all had a real adventure, with memories too numerous to recount here...
Button passed at 17 years, due to liver complications tied to the Chinese melamine poisoning "event", a human-caused sociological insanity that also murdered numerous infants due to formula poisoning.
Even with the poisoning Bethie lived until she was 21 in 2010, she was a force of nature...
Button's death effected me, deeply, sending me to a dark place that almost consumed me, it was out of this pain that I finally surrendered my free will to align with The Will of The Loving, Healing Creative Power of Infinite Divinity.
Right now I'm helping a beautiful, young Bengal mom raise 5 kittens; It's the 8th litter since the post-COVID apocalypse of young, unfixed felines began to be dumped by haplessly lost humans in the summer of 2022; There are many other canines & felines that we've rescued over the years, but the current epoch is beyond the pale 😐
Please give Anna a hug & a kiss for us, it sounds like she had a wonderfull life 💖
I agree with Veracious Poet; you definitely write about a dog. And if you believe you cleverly concealed your true object/thing/person, such as your misconceived coda, perhaps you should reread your content as a reader, not as its author.
There exists a clear demarcation between creative writing and non-fiction writing. Writing about markets tends to use simple declarative sentences, laced with facts. (An over-reliance on Twitter and ZeroHedge can diminish that axiom.) Creative writing lessens the need for simple declarative sentences and facts.
Do not beat yourself up. I do not know you, have read only a few months of your writings, but I know enough already to recognize you are that rare person with a firm knowledge and comfort writing for effect and writing to state something. I would even hazard a guess you took a few writing courses while at university. And if an auto-didact, all the more impressive.
I am so sorry for Anna... I've always loved both cats and dogs. Could never afford to get one. When I was a kid, mom wouldn't allow a pet at home - "they need a yard," she would say, and we live in an apartment. When I grew up, I was afraid to get one - their lives are so short and I didn't want to watch it die. Now, I am dying and it would be irresponsible to get one because there will be no one to take care of it once I'm gone...
I knew it would be a sad reading from the very first paragraph. Loved it. Nice twist for Mother's Day at the end.
My life is full of "Annas"...
While yours is the canine variety, mine are feline ⋆🐾⋆
I've been a cat "friend" since 1990 when I fostered a young male kitten that was found in SoCal cemetary within a box with his dismembered siblings...
He was about 8 weeks old, a total mess; I named him Button.
That lil' kitten changed me; I became a better "human", recognizing the miraculous gift of life, sent me on a journey which I'm still on...
When I married my wife 30 years ago, who wasn't a "cat person", Button changed her too ♡
When we moved to NYC he came with us, along with his "sister" Bethie; We all had a real adventure, with memories too numerous to recount here...
Button passed at 17 years, due to liver complications tied to the Chinese melamine poisoning "event", a human-caused sociological insanity that also murdered numerous infants due to formula poisoning.
Even with the poisoning Bethie lived until she was 21 in 2010, she was a force of nature...
Button's death effected me, deeply, sending me to a dark place that almost consumed me, it was out of this pain that I finally surrendered my free will to align with The Will of The Loving, Healing Creative Power of Infinite Divinity.
Right now I'm helping a beautiful, young Bengal mom raise 5 kittens; It's the 8th litter since the post-COVID apocalypse of young, unfixed felines began to be dumped by haplessly lost humans in the summer of 2022; There are many other canines & felines that we've rescued over the years, but the current epoch is beyond the pale 😐
Please give Anna a hug & a kiss for us, it sounds like she had a wonderfull life 💖
Read again 😉. It's not what you expect it to be. Or I didn't do a good enough job that is 😁
I must be getting too long in the tooth for these cognitive games, I only see one interpretation of this scenario.
*EOT*
Damn. I'll rethink it a bit and see that I can give it a proper twist.
One hint: it was NOT about a dog (or a cat)
I agree with Veracious Poet; you definitely write about a dog. And if you believe you cleverly concealed your true object/thing/person, such as your misconceived coda, perhaps you should reread your content as a reader, not as its author.
Yup. I need to do better.
There exists a clear demarcation between creative writing and non-fiction writing. Writing about markets tends to use simple declarative sentences, laced with facts. (An over-reliance on Twitter and ZeroHedge can diminish that axiom.) Creative writing lessens the need for simple declarative sentences and facts.
Do not beat yourself up. I do not know you, have read only a few months of your writings, but I know enough already to recognize you are that rare person with a firm knowledge and comfort writing for effect and writing to state something. I would even hazard a guess you took a few writing courses while at university. And if an auto-didact, all the more impressive.
No you don't need to do better.
It was about mothers. Some here need to pay more attention when reading.