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My dog, Zorro, is a male cross bichon frise shih tzu. He was born in a happy home on June 21st, 2011. We (hubby, son and me) were introduced to Zorro when he was four weeks old. We bonded with him every week at the breeder’s home until he was eight weeks of age when we brought him home.

He gets cozy next to me as soon as I start writing, no matter where or when. So I call him my writing buddy. He loves listening to my stories when I read my drafts aloud. His ears perk and he sits up staring at me. But when I act up certain scenes from my stories to feel the page, he gets excited and runs to get his ball so I can play with him, which works out as a wonderful break-time. The best he loves when I bounce the ball, he jumps really high and almost every time catches it in the air. 

Photo: Zorro on the deck. A perfect jump. August 2012.

Simba; what can I say about him. Ten years of his life with me was a gift. Yes, that would be it. Simba was a gift.

I recently watched “Earthlings.” As difficult and disturbing it was, I watched it. The first part about ‘where your pets come from,” brought many memories of my Simba. My heart ached. I really didn’t want to know. I truly didn’t, but then that’s what awareness is all about. Isn’t it?

Yes, I did get Simba from the Pet Store. Today, I know that is not right. I was unaware at that time. He was the unfortunate one, from the poor gene pool. However, was that my Simba’s fault that he was dumped into this tiny little cage in the Pet Store, separated reluctantly from his mother and siblings? Who knows what conditions his parents were forced into. But I know this much that I was to be his mother for the next 10 years of his life. To love him, to care for him, to cuddle him and to let him know that he was worth it.