Soon we’ll celebrate Thanksgiving 2022 so time again to count my furry blessings. The holiday changes each year, with new joys and challenges that somehow (mostly) sooths the pain of our sorrows. Thanksgiving, a time of reflection, helps reset lives that continue to change.

I’d love to visit my Dad. He’s navigating life without my Mom, and doing well but–there’s that loss again. I miss my brothers’ families, so far away from me. But I’m grateful we remain close, and that the pain of losing Mom brought us closer together. There’s that balance, I mentioned.

Counting Thanksgiving Blessings

Many of my blessings haven’t changed from past years. I remain thankful for veterinarians who make life better for the pets we adore. I’m thankful for researchers who work to find diagnoses, treatments, and cures for our ailments, both for pets and for people. I’m thankful for the animal welfare volunteers who do the work of the angels when others somehow let pets down.

I’m thankful that I have the best job in the world, sharing information about the cats and dogs that have become so important to our emotional and physical health. I’m thankful for publishers, editors, magazines, newspapers, TV and radio shows, websites, community theaters, bloggers, and email lists that share these important resources to benefit cats and dogs and the people who love them. And I’m thankful to writing organizations, teachers, agents, and all those who promote the craft of good communication and help others pursue this rewarding work.

Karma a week after he arrived, at about 8 months of age.

Counting Pet Blessings

I’m thankful that we found a dumped kitten many Februarys ‘ago and brought him into our home. I’m thankful that Karma-Kat dodged coyotes, cars, and who-knows-what to find our patio. I’m thankful that Magical-Dawg heard his meow-SOS, and that the little, dumped kitten trusted me enough to come when I meowed back.

I’m grateful that nobody claimed Karma—although shame on whoever dumped him!—and that he and Magical-Dawg became best buddies. I’m thankful that Karma turned back the age-clock for both Magic and Seren-kitty in their last few years with us.

Magic at about 16 weeks with Seren (age 11) learning to accept each other. Awww….the memories!

I’m thankful that we found Bravo-Dawg the Bullmastiff at just the right time. He helped Karma-Kat (and us) emerge from deep mourning after we lost Magic and Seren. I’m thankful Karma and Bravo became inseparable friends—even though their antics threaten the safety of our fine breakables–and even though cancer cut short their friendship.

I’m thankful for responsible breeders who ensure purebred dogs and pedigreed cats have a healthy paw-start in life. I’m thankful that we had Magical-dawg for eleven years, and Seren-Kitty for more than 22 years.

I’m still missing them, and always will. But now can smile about the water-hose-tag, Bear-toys, Frisbee-tag, Seren pester-sessions and a Karma-Kat buddy that made their last years bliss.

Bravo didn’t let the loss of a leg slow him down–and Shadow kept him on his toes and helped him recover when he (and we) needed it most!

I’m thankful that modern veterinary medicine helped diagnose and treat Bravo-Dawg’s osteosarcoma during the @#$%^!! pandemic. I’m grateful that a dumped puppy became Bravo’s Shadow, a beacon of hope and good cheer during an incredibly difficult time. And I’m grateful we had the gift of a joyous Bravo-Dawg, and I will treasure the memories we shared.

And I’m incredibly thankful that Shadow-Pup and Karma-Kat have become besties.

Counting Chosen Family Blessings

I’m thankful that although he never grew up with pets, my husband loves Karma and Shadow, and that he mourns our past pets. I’m even more thankful they adore him back (that could get awkward!).

I’m thankful for my church family—pet lovers or not—who also support my furry notions. I’m so glad we finally gather in person again after months of scary times apart.

I’m thankful for the gift of music and theatre I get to share with colleagues who have become wonderful friends (I’ll be onstage in WHITE CHRISTMAS this December!). I’m thankful for the ability to stay connected via tools like Zoom, and share *virtual hugs* when we can’t meet in person. And I’m thankful for my partner-in-play-writing-crime who helped make our theatrical dreams come true.

Thankful for YOU!

Finally, I’m thankful to you—yes, those who read this blog, my newspaper column, the Pets Peeves newsletter, the cat book lovers, and the dog book lovers, and folks who have “adopted” my thriller series. And those who offered awesome applause and support any of the other venues mentioned.

This Thanksgiving–give yourself some love and WAY TO GO! For many of us it continues to be a long, hard haul, with more challenges likely ahead. But we will get through this, and it helps me to count my blessings. You, dear readers, are one of my most cherished blessings.

I truly believe a happier world begins with healthy, joyful pets. God put me here for the pets and those who love them (especially the pet lovers who feel scared and uncertain what to do). So thank you for allowing me to live my dream.

Without you, I would not have a career, and my life’s passion would remain unfulfilled. Without you, your pets wouldn’t have the wonderful love and care you provide. Without you, there wouldn’t be any reason for this heartfelt—THANK YOU.

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