Today my boy, Winston, turns 5 years old. Although his exact birthdate is unknown, somewhere his veterinarian indicated April 14 as Winston's natal day.For those of you who are pet caretakers - not owners because we don't "own" them - you know the absolute joy that a pet brings to your life.
Who else can I rely on to be there for me? To listen to my rantings, albeit from under the bed? And who greets me at the end of a long day, meatloafs on my chest and sings to me? Who snuggles on cold nights and makes sure I get up when I oversleep? Whose unconditional love chases away my loneliness?
Winston will be getting special meals today as well as new toys. I suspect, however, he will spend the day as he always does: sleeping in the middle of the bed.
Happy Birthday little buddy. I love you!
