Main Entry: unconditional love
Part of Speech: n
Definition: affection with no limits or conditions; complete love.
Idgie and Buddy were my most successful relationships… twelve plus years. My most successful relationship with a human was ten years. Their other mom.
I loved them. And they loved me. Unconditionally. They were the greatest companions one could ask for, during some of the most difficult times in my life.
And then there was Sadie. Her other mom had custody of her, but I had visitation rights. Okay, so I really just got to dog sit when her other moms went on really great vacations. But I always got really great gifts. And the four of us always had a great time.
The only thing was, I am not sure Idgie and Buddy could figure out WHAT she was.
Sadie was an adorable Shih Tzu who made an obnoxious snort noise that only a mother could love. As Sadie got older, her other mom started cutting the hair on her ears short… so she wouldn’t drag them through her food and water. I don’t know why, but she reminded me of Phyllis Diller. Hey, I have no explanation for the way my mind works.
Sadly, all three of them left us in the same year. The timing was strange.
And then I met a handsome boy that I named Gage. I found him at an SPCA while visiting a friend in a town called Gagetown in New Brunswick, Canada.
Gage served a very important purpose in my life… it’s a long story. Unfortunately, I was not able to keep him. But I found a beautiful family to take care of him, who, ironically, were directly connected to the very important purpose that he served in my life. Don’t ask.
He is now called Gabe, after the archangel Gabriel. And he lives in Northampton, MA.
Somehow I wound up in Connecticut’s Quiet Corner, renting the most awesome little house on the most awesome huge piece of property. When I moved here, I was concerned about the “no pets” policy, especially since the owners are veterinarians. But we came up with an agreement when I told them I might eventually need a companion living out here in the middle of nowhere.
And then I met Stanley. The love of my life.
Stanley was a cat that a client had brought to their clinic, but they couldn’t afford to care for him. He had been hit by a car and if I recall correctly, he had two broken legs, a broken hip, and an inflamed brain.
Apparently, sometimes vets will have you sign over your pet to them and they will care for them at their expense, especially if they require procedures that are out of the ordinary.
It took three months for them to bring Stanley back to life. And then they brought him home.
Unfortunately, the cat they already had… JJ… hated Stanley. So Stanley wound up living in what would become my garage.
Well, it was only a matter of hours after I moved in before I encouraged the brain damaged, one eyed wonder to make himself at home inside the “Bungalow.”
And just when we thought that we had a perfect marriage, along came Ollie. Oh what a story… one of those stories you just cannot make up.
Back in August of 2012, I went to 85 Main in Putnam for a bite to eat. I parked my car at the bank nearby and there was this CUTE little feral kitten. Scrawny little thing. She wanted NOTHING to do with me, so I went along my way.
When I headed home, she was still wandering around that parking lot. So I went back into 85 Main and asked them for a small cup of milk. When I returned, she was nowhere to be found. I called for her for well over 20 minutes, but she never came back.
So I headed home. A 20-30 minute drive, including several miles on I-395 at 65+ mph.
The next morning I was just ready to jump in the shower and I hear Gavin, my landlords’ son, yell “Mommy, there’s a kitten under Mary’s car.” My first thought… not good. So I went outside only to find Gavin and Jenna in my garage… with that cute little feral kitten.
SOMEHOW she hitched a ride home with me.
Jenna, a vet, was able to catch her and brought her in for a check up right away. She was healthy but VERY skinny and malnourished. In fact, too skinny to even tell for sure she was a girl. She cozied right up to us and has been a little purring machine ever since.
Ollie… I know it’s a boy name. But I wanted something to go along with Stanley. Like when I had Idgie and Buddy… two characters from my favorite movie in the whole world.
Stanley and Ollie …well, they remind me of Idgie and Buddy. They came from different worlds, but they love each other like a brother and a sister. We have a happy little home.
And the best part is that they love me… unconditionally.