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This blog is a series of anecdotes from our life after losing our first child, a stillborn daughter, then going on to birth the two other lights of our lives!

Bear is 6: serious, organized, my cruise director and my time keeper.

The Comedian is 4: She is pure comedy always doing something unintentionaly funny that I attempt to put into words.

Enjoy our stories, conversations, and delights as we embrace the lives of our second and third daughters without ever negating our first.

Children's Widsom - Quote of the week...

Children's Widsom - Quote of the week...
"I Wish Emma Was Alive Because I Would Tell Her Where The Bathroom Is"

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Show and Tell - Our Family Gets Smaller

Hey to all you Show and Teller's this week!

Although we are done having children (and yes - I know that is the first time I've ever said that out loud here - and please...don't hold it against me!) our family has done a nice immitation of a rubber band in past few years.
The additions and subtractions have all been animal related, but lately they have been coming and going at a rapid rate. Check the status reports as you go!


When Bear was a baby (4 mo. old-ish), we agreed to take a kitten - one - but, "Oh, just take the last two! They are brother and sister and the boy is the runt" is what an appealing face said to us at the kitchen door.

Ok - (suckers, right?) - Tigger and Shadow joined our family. (Status: +2 cats)

(NOTE: this is Comedian, not Bear...but the best pic I could find)

They grew and that runt, wasn't really runtish at all. He thrived here! In fact, four years later we had to say goodbye to his sister, after she was hit by a car, but hobbled home. "Wow!" the vet exclaimed, "Her entire hip is diplaced and broken in countless places. She should be in unbearable pain, but she's ...not. It's a miracle." And so, we left that day with an empty cat carrier and sad hearts. (Status +1 cat)

Tigger moaned and searched for about a month. Then seemed to accept that he was alone, the king of the old farm house, and settled in for a loooong reign. His bliss was unattested until last Spring, when our semi-farm existance seemed to shift into an "animal shelter / safe place to live your last years" feel.
Let me couch this by saying, I'm not really an animal person. I have had two cats in my whole life (before all this anyway). The first I inherited by being born into the house. Her name was Lady. She died when I was six, froze under the side porch. I still remember my father pulling her stiff body out. It haunted me for years.

Flash-forward. I'm 10. And then, there was Butterscotch. The kitten I BEG.GED for, for years. He was adorable, orangish, cuddly, but just a bit too friendly! Although I still attest to this day that I locked him in the house on Halloween night, it appears he got out and followed some other, cooler, obviousy-loved-kitties more kid home that night. He never came back. I was devestated. I gave up.

No more pets for me!

But - aha - the pet God's had their revenge on me! I marred the BIGGEST pet lover, not to mention animal tamer, of them all. Seriously, this man is not just a horse-whisperer (although he is quite good at that), he can mentally communicate with ALL animals. They innately trust him. The Comedian received that gift too.

So - last spring a co-worker said how her MIL's dog was going to be "put down" becuause they were just getting too old to care for her. I can't explain my heart-pounding reaction to that news. I was aghast. I asked for a picture. I showed it to my husband. We went to visit the house and meet the dog. We brought Ginger home. (+ 1 cat - + 1 very-old dog)
Summer's here, I'm back waitressing. I come home one night and DH says to me, "Hey! Did you let the cat in?" "Um, yeah - why?" - "Oh, " he said rather matter-of-factly, "He's not getting along with the kitten so well."


Short version? He rescued a starving kitten someone dropped off in the barn thinking she would be allright. Sally joined our family. (Status +2 cats - who DON'T get along - + 1 very old-inconntinent dog)

Animal House came to an abrupt halt about three weeks ago.

Tigger had been taking small road trips for a while, 1 or 2 days, then coming home to eat and rest. Three weeks ago he left. Just decided, apparantly, "That house is not big enough for the both of us!" (Status +1 empathetic kitten - + 1 barely moving dog)
One week later, Ginger died. I think you can do the math.

And so - we are back to our original plan - 1 cat. Just not the one we thought we'd have.
Miss you Tigger. You were a good and loyal cat.
Oh - but lest we discount the 10 chickens growing at a rapid pace...here's a current pic. (And - YES - that means the little one made it!!)We sure do love our runts!


Sam said...

oh how sad, we never have our pets for long do we? At least you all had fun while it lasted!

areyoukiddingme said...

How kind of you to take in an elderly dog. It does seem that you are a revolving door animal flop house. Good luck with Sally and the Chickens. Which sounds like a band, doesn't it?

Lori said...

Quite the menagerie!

I'm sorry for the losses. How are the girls handling them?

I wonder how long you'll stick with this plan, living as you do with a couple of Doolittles.

Barbara said...

Animals do teach children about care and loss don't they?

I see many more waifs and strays in your future!

Martha said...

Oh, goodness, Sorry about Ginger and Tigger. The chicks are growing so big.

Beautiful Mess said...

Aww what cute pictures! We have a turtle and THAT. IS. IT! I would love to have a dog, but I wouldn't be able to do care for one right now. SO just a turtle, it is! Thanks for sharing.
Enjoy your day,

Another Dreamer said...

Awww. What a lifetime of additions and subtractions. Sorry for all the losses along the way.

Cassandra said...

Sounds like you may be raising a couple more animal lovers!

Kristin said...

Animals can be such a blessing. They give us an opportunity to teach our children compassion and to teach them about death (which is hard but necessary).

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry for your pet losses as well.

My husband remarked the other night, "So this is why people get pet turtles for their kids." I was like "Turtles?" and he said "Yeah, they live like, a hundred years or something."

The Steadfast Warrior said...

I'm so sorry for the loss of your pets. I grew up with lots of animals and feel odd living without any these last 3 years (apartment rules and all that).

The chicks are very cute.

WiseGuy said...

Mesmerised. I did not want the post to end. Tigger's snap under a Christmas tree - he looks royal!

Ginger looks like a dog you want to pat and give a good rub, everytime you cross him....

10 chicken?? Whoa!!

Pets choose to be a part of your family....accidents, deliberations whatever, but it is amazing!

In Due Time said...


I only want fish.

Thanks for stopping by.

FattyPants said...

Sorry about the loss of your cats. Its so sad when it happens even if you know it coming. Cute chicks too.

Malky B. said...

What an animal saga. Not a dull moment in your house is there?

MrsSpock said...

Sounds like you are building your own little Noah's Ark there...

I've decided that when I start working from home I want to get a dog.
Which one, you say? An enormous St Bernard!