I almost dread answering the question “how many pets do you have?” For a long time it fluctuated between four and five. Now I’m at six. I have six animals (I prefer to call them my animals instead of pets). Three cats and three dogs. To me, it’s not a big deal at all. But the typical response to my answer is “OH MY GOD you have too many animals!” Um. Not really, actually. There is no clear answer to the question “how many pets are too many pets?” It’s all relative. Let’s go over some factors.
Dog Mom With Depression: Speaking of the Stigma
Depression sucks. Depression really, really sucks. How do I know? I have clinical depression. It runs in my family and unfortunately it’s just one of those things that I was (insert sarcasm) lucky to inherit. Depression is something we don’t talk about enough. People hear the word and they think “Oh my God. That’s so bad. We can’t talk about depression! How DEPRESSING!” Well, okay. That makes zero sense. With all of the social media and internet capabilities in our hands today, it’s my belief that those of us who have suffered from depression should speak out about the struggle and what helps us cope. For me, it’s my dogs.