_{She is my pet to whom I wish complete well-being.}

Sadness is a feeling that I try to avoid as much as possible, because I feel that it sticks to the body for a long time and it is not healthy at all. In life, events occur daily that make us feel bad, so I avoid watching, reading or listening to the news and I stay away from people who like to reproduce bad news, who bring heaviness to my life.

I try to take refuge in my plants, painting, reading, Hive, of course. There are things that I will not be able to solve and that will only cause me discomfort. I do not do anything feeling bad. When I can help solve them, I take care of them, I lend a hand, I offer whatever is within my reach to solve them. I avoid sadness in everyday situations that can cause some imbalance over time, I try to be attentive, so as not to have to feel regret, later, for not having done what was necessary.

There was a time when sadness seemed to be in fashion, at least in my country the movies that came to us on television were Mexican, many of them with sad themes, both the songs and the soap operas contributed to maintaining that state of mind, a kind of cult was created to that feeling, I even knew classmates who carried that heavy load, but they did not realize it, rather it seemed that they were satisfied with being that way: they cried for everything, they sought affection from their classmates, they manifested that need for affection in a visible way, they complained about everything, it was something that I could not understand.

The oldest friend I have, since I was in second grade, I have never seen her sad, even going through difficult situations, she has maintained a spirit and strength that make her an optimistic person. I like her way of being, I tend to get close to people who seek joy, more than sadness, however daily life brings its own and of course sad situations occur.

There is a dog in the area where I live that belongs to a family nearby, but he usually comes to our door, sits on the porch and yawns loudly, a sign that he is hungry, we immediately put water and food out for him. He goes every day, he is a noble dog, with gentle, docile eyes, we like to help him, precisely because of that gentleness that can be seen in his gaze. On several occasions he has arrived beaten and we have had to treat his wounds, which have been made by someone, it is clear that they are not street fights with another animal, one time he came beaten and when we investigated further we found out that it was a motorcycle.

It is painful that there is no human sensitivity to care for animals in general, this really saddens me, because they do not speak, they cannot explain what happened to them or who hurt them, in the same way very dirty cats arrive, which you can see have been mistreated. We put food out for them and they, when they feel well, leave.

_{A kitten that I had a hard time finding a home for.}

That is a sad situation because at this stage of life, human beings should have more compassion and teach children not to mistreat any type of animal and accept them with special considerations, because they also deserve a good life. It also saddens me when I have small cats and I can't find a home for them. I always want them to stay with people who love them, that's why I search even on the internet until I find the ideal place for them. An animal can be more grateful and noble than even a human.

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This is my entry for Memoir Monday #46 to which @ericvancewalton invites you every week.

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