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And a counter-argument ...
It depends on what people are investing in their animals, what the back story is, etc. And how people view friends. It's not enough for me to simply find friends who are funny, intelligent, whatever. I also want friends with whom I can learn something about myself, about them, about the world.
Oh, and I've had animals play jokes on me before. An abused horse I worked with played many pranks once he got to know me. He'd snap my bra, nip me gently on the butt, and then perk up his ears all cheeky-like. My dog will sometimes jump on my bed, stand over me, and slowly lower her face until her whiskers are up my nose. If my mood is foul, she'll stay within the vicinity, though not be all needy-greedy and up in my face about it.
I find that working with animals brings me that kind of satisfaction, albeit in a different way. Learning to adapt one's body language, mannerisms, and expectations in order to regain the trust of an abused animal can translate into better self-awareness and better social skills in general (if someone is already social enough to be among people).
Taking care of something which forces you to subvert some of your own needs is an excellent lesson. We can't always get what we want at every moment, and having an animal is an excellent reminder of that.
I can't just up and leave my house for days on end, or never come home during the day; my dog wouldn't misbehave, but it would be difficult for her to be alone and in need of being let outside.
Learning to deal with the death of a pet can be an important lesson for kids as well -- pets tend to have shorter life spans, and the reality of the matter is that a pet might well die before a child's family member or friend does. Understanding grief and loss, and how to move beyond it, helps prepare one for a bigger loss (well, unless some sadistic fuck keeps wiping out a kid's pets and family members -- then the kid's all, "Why me???").
I guess it's like anything, really -- you get out of something what you put into it.
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