At first I crinkled my nose when I was introduced as “Grandma.” Not so much because I was WAY TOO YOUNG to be a grandma but because I was being referred to as a grandma to doggies and a kitty.

When I was a kid, we had pets, but they lived outside with the trees and sign posts. They weren’t part of the family.

Later in life, I became a parent and we even fostered children for 15 years. One child had an attachment issue and it occurred to me to get a cat for him. It felt right for the cat to be in the house with the child. I was stunned. The child turned around and I admitted that God can dramatically transform people, especially since previously there was no way in hell, heaven, or earth, that I would ever allow an animal in the house.

Anyway, all our children, and even I, have pets in the house. I’ve noticed, pets have become a hot commodity in the nation, sometimes getting better care than people. But, then, pets sometimes act better than people.

So, I am doing my grandmotherly duty of babysitting four-legged grandchildren while our children travel. I can’t believe I just wrote that.

From Science and Health, “Daniel felt safe in the lion’s den[1] because he understood the control which Love held over all ideas. Paul proved the viper to be harmless.[2]All of God’s creatures, moving in the harmony of Science, are harmless, useful, and indestructible. A realization of this excellent truth is a source of strength.”