Pets
August 6th, 2008Right before leaving to Florida, I had release the little toad back into the wild and I was down to just two pets. One being my dog Misty and the other being my hamster, Wilber. Only two pets but life can change very quickly. A month ago, I had two pets and now I have 18. Here are photographs and how this all played out.
First is sweet Misty. She is two years old. I often took my children to the local pet store to play with the animals. At that pet store the cages are open for everyone to play with the animals. One day we saw a little puppy that won our heart. I keep trying to convince myself that maybe the time was not right and I left the pet store. Later that day we were in Target and Gabby said to me “Mommy it was hard to leave that puppy wasn’t it.” I had not told her how I was feeling, so with that I know she was feeling the same as I was. I called the pet store and asked them if they still had her and yes she was there. I asked the salesman to hold her that I was on my way. That little puppy is our sweet Misty.
My children had wanted a hamster for awhile and I wanted to get one for them but I was picky I wanted it to be very young. As I was driving out of my neigh hood, there was a sign at one of the houses reading “baby hamster for $2.00. I stopped to look. There was a teenager that had a bunch of cages full of hamster in her room. She showed me some but none of them seemed to say “Carrie I want to go home with you.” I was about to leave when the teenager’s mother, who looked desperate to get rid of the hamster, said “Did she show you the littlest bunch?” I went back in her room and put my hand in the cage. A sweet little hamster seemed the be saying “pick me, PICK ME!” so I did. I drove home with a baby hamster in my hand. Wilber was three weeks old then. Now he is three months old.
That was all I had when I left to Florida, just Misty and Wilber. When we were at my sister Sussette’s house, she surprised my children with American Bull Frog tadpoles. One for each child. Sadly Gabby’s did not make it to become a frog but Blake’s is doing well. He is now a frog and is eating bugs. He is a picky eater. He does not like the crickets to much. He will eat them if there is nothing else but if a fly comes in my house Gabby and Blake catch it and put it with the frog. He loves to eat house flies. The flies are gone the same second that the flies go in with the frog. He is such a handsome frog and gets more handsome everyday. He is turning more green ever time I look at him. He might be Blake’s but I play with him most. He is very small. To show how small he is, he is standing on my fingers. His name is Poncho.
The night before leaving Sussette’s house one of her Guppies started to have babies. We had made a little net and the mother fish was popping out babies left and right. I asked Sussette if I could take some home with me. I guess my maternal instinct wanted any kind of baby I could get. Sussette got a jar and gave me 13 little babies. I thought 13 was a lot but then I though that most would not live anyways. It has been more then a week and a two days driving home and I still have thirteen little baby guppies. They were born on July 26. They do not have names. (to hold to tell them apart still. I can not put a ribbon on neck like people do with baby puppies. J
I do love Blake’s frog, Poncho. He is one very cute frog but he does have one thing I did not like and that was the algae that was growing in his swimming pool. I bought an algae eater and within two days the water was very clean. Since Gabby’s tadpole died she want to the algae eater to be her so it is. His name is algae.
I thought I was totally crazy but happy with my pets. A dog, a hamster, a frog and fish but God had plans for one more. Today I wake up and decided that today was the day for me to start caring about my health more. I always want to start finding time to walk but something always stops me. I told my children we were going to park and that they could take there bikes. I thought that with them on their bikes and me walking we would all be better off. I took the bikes from the garage and would you know it both bikes need air in the tire badly. I turned on my car motor on so the air pump would work and pumped the bikes tires. I also raised the seats and got the bikes all fixed. After an hour of my car engine on with me fixing the bikes and packing drinks and a mist pump, I final left to the park.
I drove about ten minutes to the park and final shut off the engine the radio was still on when I could hear the sound of a kitten meowing. I thought weird that the radio station put a meow sound in the middle of the song. The song had nothing to do with cats. I took my key out and that is when the radio was off and I could still heard the sound of a kitten calling for help. I open my car door thinking I ran over a cat. No, I did not the meow was coming from the hood of my car. I popped the hood and inside was a little kitten stuck. After about 20 minutes of wiggling and pulling I got the baby out. It did not look good. The kitten look very dehydrated and was gasping. I told Gabby to get water from the car. The kitten did not even try to drink. Then I said give me the misting pump. The kitten mouth was open and the kitten was panting. The kitten look like it was not going to make it. Imagine stuck in my motor with the engine on for over an hour and the weather being 100 degrees. I misted and misted in the kitten mouth and watered her down. The kitten was looking better. I called my mother who called my brother. My brother said that he had seen two orange kittens and a mother around our house for the past few days. He tried to catch it but could not. My brother, Andrew, drove to the park to see the kitten.
After awhile the kitten seemed better. We drove it home. It is very thin; I can feel every bone but thank God no injures from the motor. Not even a little burn. It has been drinking and eating and looking better and better. I have looked around for the mother but no luck. I am guessing the kitten to be around 6 weeks old. I do not think I will keep it because I am not to into the hair problem. I like animal but I do not like hair around the house. For now he has a home. I am going to chubby him up and then look for a home. We named home Motor for now.
I was thinking that Motor must think he died and went to kitty heaven. Last he know he was living in the streets looking for bugs to eat and now he is living in a house with A/C that has lots to eat like a frog, fishes and a hamster. There are even humans bring him kitten food and water. He has been scrub and scrubbed and has no flees. He has a towel to sleep on. Not that he has been able to even try it since he has been sleeping in either my children arms or my brothers. His life has change a lot in the last few hours. I hope he looks even better tomorrow. Oh, and No I did not do that walk after all. Maybe tomorrow! 
God, I know that I prayed that I wanted more babies but maybe I did not make myself clear when I said babies. I want little human ones.
Sorry for any spelling, grammar and typos. It is 11:15 and I am to tired to reread it.
