We’re out-numbered in our house. And out-legged too. We have 3 dogs, 2 cats and 2 salamanders. There are 4 of us who walk on two legs. Yes, we are one of “those” households.
I’m still not quite certain how it happened either. We planned for our two daughters. The rest . . . really weak moments of absolute insanity is my best guess.
But we love them all. From our sweet and very large Newfoundland to our pain in the patooty, 4 pound Chihuahua, Big Al. They’ve made us better people and taught our daughters responsibility.
They’re also my faithful writing companions. The best kind – the ones that don’t say a word.
Our Newfoundland likes to pretend he is a rug on the floor, he stretches out, drools and gives me an encouraging tail thump when I ask him questions like “So what do you think about the name Lucy?”
Our orange tabby – the heavy one that claims he is starved all the time – apparently wants to write his own novel. I failed to close my WIP one day when I went to pick up my daughters from school. I came home to discover him sprawled out on my keyboard. After removing him from his position, I discovered that he had saved MY WIP under a new name “CCCCCCCCCCCCCCC.” For cat I assumed. I’m not kidding. I’ve never left my WIP open since.
Both the orange tabby and our calico also enjoy “helping” me write. I’m quite sure that those of you who have cats understand this all too well. For those of you that don’t – this involves jumping onto my desk, walking all over my keyboard, rubbing against my face as I try to type and purring like a super-charged John Deer tractor.
Luckily my husband is a contractor and I applied to him for help with this. He built a very nice platform that sits on the top of my chair and hangs over the back at a ninety degree angle. I covered it with batting and material to make it comfy for them. The best thing about it – it really works.
Sometimes the cat and Chihuahua will even share it.
Our Chihuahua even uses it. Big Al is my most faithful companion. He curls up and takes his naps there, rests his chin on my shoulder to check on my progress, gives me gentle licks of encouragement and informs me that I do occasionally need to get up from my chair and he needs to go outside. Or receive a treat.
Do you have a furry helper? How do they help with your writing? What are your animal stories?