Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Wonders never cease...
Certain things get you thinking.
Today I went to buy parrot food - cause the bird needs to eat. While at the pet store a fellow customer was asking the sales associate about birds and she mentioned their life span and leaving hers in her will.
It got me thinking.
I'm 30.
George is 38 (39 in January). He could live to be 100 and he will definetely need someone to buy his food for him for the rest of his life. He will never make any money (to supply his own food and toys), nor can I train him to clean up after himself (although vacuuming is entertainment enough for both of us.) Basically he is dependant on me. And I kinda like him. He amuses me! I like his giggle!
My plan is that one of my kids will inherit George after college like I inherited him. That way I can still visit him and be there to advise on his care... that sort of thing. BUT...
What if...
I'm going away this week (oh no... no computer til the weekend when I get to my brothers AAAHHH!!!)
What if I'm in an accident? Who will look after George? He's coming with me this week, of course. But he could survive. Should I trust him to my boyfriend? He adores the bird and wants one of his own, but I have reservations. He's not my family. Then there's my family. My brother just teases him, and they have a baby. My dad likes him, but then who takes him after my dad croaks. My sister is in Japan. My mom would take him back but then same problem as with my dad - what about after. It is a huge dilemna.
I think losing George is going to be as difficult as losing my best friend. This is a bird that talks to me, keeps me company, gives me kisses, travels with me, has an amazing personality and gets into everything. As Firefly says - he's my second half - we're one and the same. I love him! He can take on a cat and win. Hell - he can defend himself against my roommates black lab and win. And George is only 9 inches tall.
Who wouldn't love a pet like that!
Right now he's sleeping on his perch - but he was running around the couch - hard work for someone with 1 inch long legs.
He's cute.
I still don't know what if...
Today I went to buy parrot food - cause the bird needs to eat. While at the pet store a fellow customer was asking the sales associate about birds and she mentioned their life span and leaving hers in her will.
It got me thinking.
I'm 30.
George is 38 (39 in January). He could live to be 100 and he will definetely need someone to buy his food for him for the rest of his life. He will never make any money (to supply his own food and toys), nor can I train him to clean up after himself (although vacuuming is entertainment enough for both of us.) Basically he is dependant on me. And I kinda like him. He amuses me! I like his giggle!
My plan is that one of my kids will inherit George after college like I inherited him. That way I can still visit him and be there to advise on his care... that sort of thing. BUT...
What if...
I'm going away this week (oh no... no computer til the weekend when I get to my brothers AAAHHH!!!)
What if I'm in an accident? Who will look after George? He's coming with me this week, of course. But he could survive. Should I trust him to my boyfriend? He adores the bird and wants one of his own, but I have reservations. He's not my family. Then there's my family. My brother just teases him, and they have a baby. My dad likes him, but then who takes him after my dad croaks. My sister is in Japan. My mom would take him back but then same problem as with my dad - what about after. It is a huge dilemna.
I think losing George is going to be as difficult as losing my best friend. This is a bird that talks to me, keeps me company, gives me kisses, travels with me, has an amazing personality and gets into everything. As Firefly says - he's my second half - we're one and the same. I love him! He can take on a cat and win. Hell - he can defend himself against my roommates black lab and win. And George is only 9 inches tall.
Who wouldn't love a pet like that!
Right now he's sleeping on his perch - but he was running around the couch - hard work for someone with 1 inch long legs.
He's cute.
I still don't know what if...
Dragonfly 11/16/2004 07:41:00 PM
3 Comments:
I know you don't know me, but I'll take him! :-)
It would be incredibly hard to lose a pet (family member) who has been around that long. Jeez, I don't know what would happen if I lost my new pup. I think I would have to shut down for a little while. I love that little freak so much.
It would be incredibly hard to lose a pet (family member) who has been around that long. Jeez, I don't know what would happen if I lost my new pup. I think I would have to shut down for a little while. I love that little freak so much.
I have lots of offers for people to take him... my concern is how he'll like the person who enters his life...
You see the problem.
It is tough.
You see the problem.
It is tough.
FF had a great idea in that godparent idea. Thanks for the comment of my blog.