I don't want a cat.
I don't want a dog.
I had a dog when I first got married.
A beautiful Siberian Huskey.
He was a wonderful pet, but more work than I can imagine doing again; especially with 3 kids and a full time job.
Still my kids beg for a dog.
Instead, I got each of them a rabbit.
3 rabbits....
We put a hutch up outside, and Fluffinutter, Peanut Butter, and Chocolate lived out there.
Then they wanted hamsters.
Ok, so I caved and we got 3 hamsters.
One died and was replaced with a gerbil (they have short life-spans)
Then another died and was replaced with a guinea pig.
Somewhere in there we aquired two mice.
My father's business was tropical fish, so we got goldfish, then Siamese Fighting Fish, and then a 70 gallon aquarium with African Cichlids....
They call this a menagerie.
I'm almost to the point where I believe a dog might have been easier...
Anyway, last week Peanut Butter, our 7 yr old female lop/dutch died.
She was sick for a few days; lethargic. She just sat and wouldn't eat or drink.
My middle daughter was beside herself trying to figure out how to make her better.
And then she just died.
So we took her and put her into a shoe box.
And buried her in one of my backyard flower beds which is now really the pet cemetary.
They said a few words after I dug the hole.
They all cried.
It's so hard to see them cry; to experience loss.
They put flowers on the spot after i covered the hole.
You want to protect them from all of this.
You can't.
It sneaks into everyday life.
This week I let them mate the two dwarf rabbits.
My husband is going to have a FIT when he finds this out.
I figure if they must learn the lesson of death, then they should witness the other side too.
The Gestation period for rabbits is about 30 days.
I have time.



