The animal crew
2010
I don’t mention the pets nearly enough. I thought I’d give a rundown of the furry family.
We have two dogs. One is Amaya, an American Eskimo Dog. She’s 6 years old. The other is WALLE, which you hear a lot about. He is a black and white cocker spaniel, aged 1 year. There is three cats, all boys. Oreo is a 6 year old tuxedo who requires a special urinary diet, Spirit is a 5 year old white fluffball, and Teddy is a 6 year old tabby with hydrocephalus. I have 2 hamsters remaining, who are coming to the end of their lifespans. I had 8. These two are mommy April and son Riddick. There is 2 holland lops. Truffles is brown and white and Clover is all brown. They are sisters and a bonded pair. On top of these, we have a clown fish in Tim’s tank and two sunset platy’s and a snail in my tank. That is our pets.
I lost one today and didn’t even realize it. While WALLE and Amaya have no problems darting out the gate if we don’t shut it all the way, we always catch up to them and bring them back. They’ve escaped through our broken fence too. We’re getting it fixed soon! We’re re-doing the back yard and have already started on it by removing the deck. Only the fence remains of the deck to keep everyone out of the wreckage. Now we need to remove the cement blocks, the pool and hot tub, then take down the fence surrounding it all, then haul it to the dump!
This is relevant. Tim was working on taking it apart a bit yesterday so we can be one step closer to replacing the fence to keep the dogs in. The kids and Tim got all muddy so they all took an early bath yesterday. Then we ate dinner, I took my shower, and everyone went to bed. Spirit irritated me last night by rubbing on Kiki’s face, waking her up. This should’ve been my first hint that something was amiss.
I get up this morning and do my morning routine. Spirit is still being extra affectionate for unknown reasons. I open all the curtains and get ready to feed Kiki when I see it. Oreo is staring at me. He was outside sitting on the pool fence, staring at me through the window. He isn’t supposed to be outside! I let him in and go on a frantic search for Teddy, who I also haven’t seen since yesterday. I can’t find him. I call Tim. He hasn’t seen him. When I finally come to the conclusion he isn’t in the house as he always comes when called, I start putting on my shoes to go outside to look for him. Then I have a thought, there was one place I hadn’t looked that I really should have. I looked under the baby bassinet and there he was! Sound asleep. I pet his big head and he woke up and wondered what I wanted. Relief.
Oreo needed extra loving, but all is normal again!
