Pets by proxy

I love animals, but I have never actually have had pets of my own. Dustbunny and Scat were technically Cheese Fiend's, but having lived with them for so long, complete with feeding, cleaning up cat barf, and sharing the bed with them, I feel like they are my girls, too. I miss my crazy ninis, who I haven't seen since I moved away from Charlottesville. While in Charlottesville, I also had a dog by proxy, who I still get to see occasionally.

Since moving to Athens, I have other pets by proxy, even though I don't live with them. There is a feisty black dog, Fern, who lives in my building. It's nice to come home and be able to say hi to the dog while I dig for my keys.

Then there's Baccus and Catface, who belong to Smokin' Fairy. It's nice to go over there and play with animals. Catface kinda looks like Dustbunny, without the crazy. And Baccus is just nuts. There is another dog, Molly, who just looks so put upon. And when I helped Smokin' Fairy take Baccus to the vet, I feel like I was officially a pet-owner by proxy. He's ok. Had doggie pink-eye. But it was good that there were two of us, since he is so "friendly", you need one person to fill out forms and one person to wrestle with the pooch who just wanted to say hi to the little terriers and puppies and the severely anti-social Bull Mastiff. After an impressively quick appointment, we took the backroads, and I shared the front seat with him.

I can't wait to get my own animals. I am waiting till I make my next move, because the idea of sticking cats in a box for some hellishly long car ride, or trying to find someone to fly with them.

watching Mystery Diagnosis