 My best bud, Nunzio Nunzio came from an animal shelter. A lot of people say we saved him, but I think he saved me. Through the years I've seen a lot of friends come and go. My choices were not the best in picking them. I felt betrayed, hurt, angry and completely disappointed by their bad choices and selfish behaviors. My fiance, John, decided we should get a dog after we purchased our new home. I was alone a lot, and we were having trouble with a neighbor who was unstable and threatening me. I was always an animal lover from afar. I gave to the Human Society, the ASPCA, the National Wildlife Federation and other charities for animals. My grandmother had cats that I loved and considered my own. My parents never liked animals and we never had any. I was very leary about taking care of a dog for many reasons, I was always single and had issues about taking care of myself, let alone be responsible for another living, breathing being. Nunzio changed my life. I feel more love for him than I have with some humans. I realize this is not how it should be, but life handed me some lemons and I am so happy he is with me now. I often think of how it will be, the inevitable, when he passes. That is when I appreciate him the most, hold him, talk to him and tell him how much I love him and what he means to me. I know he does not understand but I am hoping, somewhere in his spirit, he hears me somehow. I hope we can be together throughout eternity. |
