If you thought this was going to be about how our pets give us unconditional love, loyalty, companionship, etc., you were wrong. My pets do give me all those things and more, but today I’m talking about the actual physical things they give me.
Unfortunately, a few days ago one of the wild rabbits who lived in our yard was hit by a car. A turkey vulture and some other creatures started hanging around, so we figured nature was taking care of things. Fast-forward to the next morning. I wake up late, throw the dogs out, and rush around helping the kids get ready for school. When it’s time to leave, only four of the dogs have come to the door and been let inside. One is suspiciously absent. When I call her, she bounds over to the door with little rabbit hind-legs dangling from her mouth. We’re guessing the vulture or some other critter brought the remains into our fenced yard to get away from the busy street. She seemed quite proud of the half of the rabbit carcass and when asked, obediently dropped it. On my feet. Just the hind end. I’m not particularly squeamish, but I made my oldest son go get some gloves and toss what was left of the poor rabbit over the brick wall at the back of our property (there’s a pack of coyotes living back there who probably appreciated the meal).
She’s not the only one of my pets to give me a present. Right after I graduated from college, I lived on a horse farm and had a cat who regularly brought me presents. Live presents. I didn’t cook much, and I think he thought he was doing me a favor, bringing food to the stupid human who didn’t know how to get it herself.
What sort of presents have you received from your pets?