What is good about having a pet?
What is good about having a pet?
Maybe it’s this—
that they live so fully in the moment
we spend our lives chasing.
The cats, my small moonlit teachers,
curl at my feet,
their purring a soft spell
that turns noise into silence.
My dog,
steady as a heartbeat,
keeps time with my breathing,
reminds me that loyalty
can be a kind of prayer.
Even the fish,
gliding through their glass cathedral,
show me how to move with grace
through my own transparent walls.
Giving care to them
brings a peace different than any human touch—
a calm that hums beneath the bones,
a pleasure that doesn’t ask for anything back.
They do not question,
they do not guilt,
they do not measure love by how it’s returned.
They just are.
And somehow,
in that simple being,
they make me softer,
more present,
more whole.
So yes—
what is good about having a pet?
It’s knowing that in fur, in fin, in faithful heart,
there lives a quiet kind of grace—
a love that asks nothing,
yet gives everything,
again and again.

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