Not a Pet Person
I'm not a pet person. I never was and never will be,
despite how much I so enjoy their loving company.
I'm more of an animal rescuer more precisely
and some of they that I rescue end up living with me,
only to one day die leaving me to forever grieve.
My life falls apart and I crash into a deeply depressed style,
because for me it's the equivalent of losing my child.
I can't suffer this sort of loss continually,
and that's why a true pet person I can never be.
Copyright © Billy Thekidster | Year Posted 2013
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