Can You Inherit a Love for Animals?
I inherited from my dad the uncontrollable raising of my left eyebrow when I see or hear something curious. I can’t seem to stop being sarcastic and love a good story. I can tell you if a cow in a field is a Holstein, Jersey, Angus or Brown Swiss and know that they are Canada Geese, not Canadian Geese from way back. I love chocolate and am left handed. I have my dad’s curly hair, and a lot of it. At times I can’t seem to do anything with it and don’t seem to care. Sometimes I twirl my hair when I am reading, My dad did this. And so did his mother.
A Dog Named Elmer
My dad had a dog named Elmer. He loved this dog very much. When the neighbors moved they took Elmer with them and my dad was broken-hearted. He talked about Elmer often and sometimes he would drift off and say, I wonder where Elmer is now? This would prompt the raising of the left eyebrow, but no words were spoken.
Family Vacations with the Dogs
When I was a kid, we went camping, we went to the ocean, we went to the theater and to museums. We got to pack up in the truck camper and go on vacation. Sometimes we would head northeast to Maine. I remember being out way over my head in the ocean on a raft with my dad and not having a care in the world. We spent a couple of summers in Worcester, Massachusetts while my dad attended classes at Holy Cross. I still love Boston and the surrounding area. We went lots of places, and we would buy a decal for the back of the camper to commemorate each location we visited. The whole back right side of the camper was covered with the decals.
One of our neighbors told me she used to watch us pack up and leave wondering where we were headed to that summer. She told me many years later how wonderful it was we were able to travel as a family. We had two dogs at the time, Maggie and Maxine. They, of course, went with us. We all piled in the back of the camper and off we went. And our neighbor was right, it was wonderful.
One of my childhood friends once asked me why I liked to travel and why I liked being in school? Good questions, I guess it is just in my blood.
Dogs Were Members of Our Family
We threw our dad a surprise 60th birthday party. One of his gifts was a sweatshirt with a dachshund on the front. Everyone knew how much he loved our dogs. We had an exchange student from Japan live with us for a year. Kana loved Hi-D so much that when she went home to Japan she said she would have a dog just like her someday. And she did. My dad and I got to visit Kana in Sendai and meet her dog she named Chubby Puppy.
After we lost our mom, I took my dad with me on business trips. Once driving back from Buffalo, my dad was telling me a story and we were laughing so hard we had to pull over. I “made” my dad go to Las Vegas with me a couple of times, and when I was upgraded to first class, I sent him in my place and took the middle coach seat. That is what you do, it’s your dad.
My dad loved gnocchi with Pesto alla Genovese. He actually got that one from me. When we were in New York for the Fancy Food Show we always went to Little Italy one night for dinner. Here he is leaving a generous tip. His mother was a waitress at one time and she told all of us, “If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat!”. We were remembering her when I took this photo.
When Hairy-ett passed away, my dad took this very hard. After my mom died, Hairy-ett was my dad’s constant companion. He would take her everywhere. You would see them riding in my mom’s convertible, Hairy-ett in her special car seat on the passenger side.
My dad suffered a stroke and he had a tough time for about five years. Towards the end of his life, he lost the ability to swallow. On the way back from the hospital we didn’t say a word. Later he said “You know, your mom is gone. The dogs are gone. I can’t eat chocolate. I might as well go too.” I sighed and said. “Well, it isn’t like you can just catch the next train out.” And he said, “Well, it should be like that.” And I understood how he felt.
When I told my sister about the conversation she asked, “What about us?” I said, “He didn’t mention us.” And we laughed. We weren’t insulted, we knew he loved us too. Truth was, he knew we would be alright. He was tired.
My father has been gone a few years now and it doesn’t seem possible. Life goes by so quickly. We were warned about this when we were younger but then it just seemed cliche, something that older people just said to say. I read that the reason time seems to go by faster the older we get is because one year becomes a smaller percentage of our entire life. So when you are four, a year is 1/4 of your life and when you are 20, it is 1/20th of your life and when you are 40 it is 1/40th of your life. A year becomes less significant in terms of your entire life so the years seem to pass by more swiftly. I think that makes sense.
A Father’s Day Tribute
At my dad’s funeral mass, our priest Father Jim said when our dad would chat about the dogs and the animals he loved it sounded like the Litany of the Saints. And there was laughter, because it was true. My dad loved animals.
He was allergic to cats but thought Gracey was alright. My love of cats might have come from my mother, she had cats as a child, but part might come from my dad’s grandmother. Here is a photo I just love of my great grandmother with her cat. Thank you for everything, Dad. Happy Father’s Day. I love you.
Cindy says
My dad brought home our first cat when I was about four – a tabby kitten from a litter his friend’s cat had. He asked for a male, but Fluffy had two litters with nine healthy kittens in each, when she was about a year old. We kept a male from each litter (the vet verified), and Fluffy went to a good home with one kitten, and all the others were given to good homes. That was fifty years ago when I didn’t know about spay/neuter, and now we do feral cat rescue and TNR. At this time, nine rescued cats permanently live indoors with my husband and I.
francesmary says
I loved reading about your life with your father. Mine died when I was just 6, and while life with him was short, it was wonderful and I still miss him (at 69).
Janine says
I remember always having a cat when I was growing up. But my parents didn’t really show a love for animals. I think they just tolerated the cats because I always wanted one. But when I got older, I started to see my mother’s love for animals. I didn’t have a close relationship with the fathers in my life, so father’s Day has never been a big celebration day for me.
Alexis & Mitzi for GinnyCat says
That was a beautiful tribute!
Shadow Dance Ranch Kittehs says
Thank you for sharing your wonderful Dad with us. You have such a way of making us feel we are a part of your life. Our momma still has her Dad, for which she is so grateful. He is a wonderful man too and loves all animals. We lost our *Papa* almost 11 years ago, but we still miss him each and everyday. We used to love untying his shoes laces for him, whether he needed them untied or not. Momma used to make shadows on his newspaper while he was reading so Cherokee would attack and he never knew why. He was always so much fun and he loved us all. xoxoxo Dancer and the SDR Clan
Joanne McGonagle says
Your Papa sound like he was a wonderful dad for sure. I am so sorry for your loss of him. It is so hard to lose our loved ones. I might have to try that with Paul and the newspaper. 😉 Sending you all a hug.
Joanne says
Thank you for sharing your cherished memories. Brought tears to my eyes. My dad is gone over 35 years now…
Joanne McGonagle says
Sending you a hug. Time doesn’t diminish the love.
Roxanne Coryell says
What a beautiful, touching tribute! <3
Joanne McGonagle says
Thank you for reading. I really appreciate you stopping by.
MEJKnowles says
What a wonderful tribute of your father!! Thank-you for sharing these memories with us. <3
Joanne McGonagle says
Thank you for reading about my father. I really appreciate it.
jmuhj says
Your dad sounds like a good guy. Nice pictures, and of course I love the one of your grandmother with her cat 😉 My family have always been cat lovers, as far as I know, with men, women and children loving, rescuing, and sharing life with them. Of course that has passed to me 😉 I was born into a home “with cat” and can’t imagine life without their unique beauty, charm, and love. My dad’s been gone a few years, too, and I miss him a lot. He was kind and compassionate toward all living beings and would help any who needed it. That’s what REAL men do, isn’t it?!
Joanne McGonagle says
Sending you a hug. Sounds like we were both lucky to have our fathers.
jmuhj says
TYSM! Absolutely pawsitively!
Anne says
My dad brought my 1st cat home in his coat pocket when I was 3 or 4. She was a tiny gray tabby kitten we named Fancy. He had found her wandering in Houston. My 1st rescue about 56 years ago. Thanks for reminding me!
Joanne McGonagle says
Thank you for reading my post. We were lucky to have our fathers.
sandy weinstein says
not sure how i got my love of animals. we had parakeets, 1 dog, my older brother had 2 horses but i was not born yet. the dog was given away when i was 9. however, i was always a big dog, horse (rode and showed for over 30 yrs), and animal lover. but did not really get from my family. my sis is scared of any animals, one brother has dogs but not really an animal person. love the picture on the pony.
katsrus says
What a wonderful tribute to your father. He sounds like he was pretty amazing.
Sue B
Jean Shea says
Your father was a treasure.
Paris & John says
What a beautiful post; your story brought smiles and tears to my morning.
Joanne McGonagle says
Paris, thank you for reading. xoxo I am starting to think I might be best at making people cry. lol
Michele C. Hollow says
With tears in my eyes, this is simple beautiful.
Joanne McGonagle says
Michele, thank you for reading. xoxox
Janet Collins says
Wow…Beautiful! xoxox
Joanne McGonagle says
Thanks for reading Janet. xoxo
Stephanie says
Whenever I think I’m a little too crazy about animals–like the time I saw my hairstylist walking her pit bull, I squealed “puppy!!!!” and ran over to say hi–I think of my grandmother, and remember that I come by this craziness honestly. Sounds like you did too.
Joanne McGonagle says
Stephanie, yes we did. There are worse things we could have come by. Thanks for reading.