adopt

For some reason I am really happy for people when they adopt a pet. Almost moreso than when someone has a baby. If I knew someone who adopted a baby, I'd probably be really really happy for them. I don't think it has to do with the human vs. animal thing but the adoption. The fact that it came into the world unwanted and a home was found. A family came into being for someone who needed one and might otherwise have died. I like looking at LJ and seeing him thrive or put his paws on my shoulder when he wants a lift because I know he was an orphan and we adopted him.

After I'd accidentally killed a stray cat with my car and was hysterically crying, Matt made me a promise that all our pets would be adopted. It still didn't stop me from crying, but it did make me feel better. And Gadget, who seemed to sense that I was upset, snuggled with me that night almost as if he knew that I needed a little forgiveness and he gave it to me because I gave him a good home.