We had a sad day in our family last Wednesday. Connor's pet parakeet, Tweeters, died. It was very fast and sudden (no, the cat didn't get him, luckily) On Thursday, Connor buried him in the back yard. It had been raining all day and was turning to snow, so I foolishly suggested just putting him in a nice box in the garbage. No way. Connor even put his favorite bell in the box with him. We had Tweeters for four years. This was the first pet we have had awhile to die, so the kids were sad. Kenna kept asking when he would wake up and why we couldn't take him to her doctor. Everyone said goodbye and remembered something they liked about Tweeters. To be honest, not having to vacuum under the cage daily, clean the cage, feed him, and clean the wall be him is sounding pretty darn good to me. Hard hearted Mom. Connor wanted to get another on right away, but I asked him to wait until spring. Maybe he will also enjoy not cleaning the cage weekly.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
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Oh Tweeters. RIP
I don't think you are hard hearted at all! Maybe if the cage is out of site then soon the idea to replace will be forgotten as well.
I do think it is good for kids to experience death in some way (via animals ect) so that as adults they can better accept passing of people.
There may even be some research to back that theory.... something to do with farm kids/vs city kids and their acceptance of death... but I can't remember the where or when I may have read it as usual.
Speaking of animals. How is Kate doing with her bunny? Has the thrill worn off?
It's good that they wanted to remember him and treated him with some respect. We have always had pets of some sort and just ask Kelsey about the trauma of losing a pet. I tend to be the sort who doesn't get "too:" attached to animals - maybe beacuse of the early ranch years? But, I have to admit that losing a few of our pets over the years have been quite a bit more traumatic than I ever would have thought. Some were part guilt induced feelings, others because of how intensly I knew the kids would suffer. It still just gets me emotional thinking about how "mama kitty" died and how it affected Kelsey.
I DO however look forward to the day when we won't have any pets to clean up after or to worry about when we want to go somewhere - Not that I am wishing Moose or Kiki ill - they are going on 14 years for outdoor cats. Dang amazing if you ask me.
Funny how kid pets always end up being mom's pets. I am the officially kitty litter box cleaner and the one who makes sure there is food in Kabuki's dish. I suppose she is so fat because I always overload it so I don't have to do it too often! I think we are part of a large population of "hard-hearted" moms out there. I do think that when the day comes that Kabuki passes on that I will be sad though.
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