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Senior anxiety: How do you manage new on-set anxiety as you age?
Mental Health | Last Active: Jun 17 10:42am | Replies (103)Comment receiving replies
Well thank you so much for your nice reply and yes I’ve thought about a dog.. but we’ve had so many cats in the past and I loved playing with them…dogs are a problem for us…but I agree with all that you say…dogs are man’ s best friends..I’ve had Boston terriers, a pit bull and a sweet mix of dogs in the past…it’s heartbreaking when they go…as well as my beloved Siamese cat (monk)..now monk was a spiritual connection cat I am sure…many years ago, and I mean late 60’s early 70’s, I came home unfortunately suffering from the effects from a reckless ingestion of LSD…I was lying in my bed on R st nw Washington DC and that dear cat sensed that I was having a bad go of it…that precious beautiful cat laid with me, looked into my eyes and proceeded to lick my hand all through the night…the next morning the effects were wearing off and Monk seemed to know it somehow…he was an amazing cat…it truly broke my heart when he accidentally rolled in some leaked antifreeze from the bottle carelessly left in the front floor of the car..🚗 he tried to lick himself clean and the rest you can imagine..no more dear animals for me…but I truly love them, but never forgave myself for not being more careful with dear Monk…sincerely appreciate your decent advice about getting a dog or a cat…may your day and night be good and peaceful…pvctom 🙏
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When I was a kid my family had a Siamese cat which my sister named Timmy. He was cut above and knew it. We lived in a house owned by the college where my father taught. When maintenance guys came to mow the lawn with their huge riding mowers Timmy would crouch down in the grass and refuse to move. They would have to stop and nudge him out of the way.
Animals are wonderful. After my husband died unexpectedly I was in pretty bad shape. About one week after his death I woke up in the morning looking down the wet, black nose of one of our dogs named Daniel. The wet nose was briefly all I could see. When I'm feeling down I still remember that moment. It was not a miracle cure for sadness but in some way it did help and still does.
Good luck!