Not a pretty sight this morning …

I was halfway through an entirely different post here ..

When I heard it.

You know.. the sound animals make when they’re heaving .. getting ready to throw up and just lay it all out there.

And if you have pets, you know it’s usually in the worst possible place.  For instance, they may have just gotten in the trash, devoured all your leftover pesto, garlic cloves and tomatoes to boot (no pun intended.  well, maybe it was) and they find the middle of your white plush rug to get sick.

I know better anymore than to have a white plush rug.  And yes, from experience.  Because out of an entire house of hardwoods, which I have always had, the one area rug I might have in the house, has always been the preferred site for my animals to gather and look for comfort apparently, when they are getting sick.

……………….

Back to the events of this morning.

I hear it happening .. And as I make a mad dash to get her to the hardwood floors before she actually throws up.. There it is.  The heave.

………………

My parents, as I was growing up, wanted just one pet.  We usually had one small breed dog.  And that was it.

I, on the other hand, wanted them all.  I’d bring home cats.  Ask for a horse daily.  Rabbits.  Goldfish.  A parakeet.

Our dog Bugsy growing up and the parakeet ..

Even rats.  God bless ’em.  I started with one.  One rat.

I eventually ended up, thanks to a breeding mishap in the back of our 7th grade science classroom, with 24.

“No.”  

That is what my parents said when I asked if I could bring more than the one home.

So, at the end of my 8th grade year, the rats were fed to the eagles at the MacKenzie Environmental Center.  Because no one else wanted them.  Or maybe they did, but their parents didn’t want them, either.  Traumatic for me, but apparently a wonderful treat for the eagles.

……………..

One pet.

I never understood why one was great .. but more wouldn’t be even that much better.

Until recently.

Don’t get me wrong, I love them all.  Dearly.  The two dogs I have (one that I share with a friend… I’ll explain that one later), the cat (we used to have 3) .. the horse (used to have 2) and the goldfish (which recently passed, and this reminds me, we have yet to ‘bury’ him.  Oops.) have all been wonderful companions.  I’m so grateful we have been able to give them all a home and a family and I wouldn’t trade their company for the world.

And if I made even one trip to the Humane Society or saw a stray running down the street .. chances are I’d do everything I could to save them all and make sure they found a good home.  Mine or otherwise.

My daughter is exactly the same.  In fact, she may be worse than I am in the animal lover department.

But it’s been increasingly exhausting .. the constant level of care, the upkeep, the running home everyday at some point to get the dogs out no matter what the day looks like or how tough it may be to get there .. the financial strain .. and the constant hair, cleaning, picking up after, litter, poop bags, paper towel, vet appointments, I could go on.  If you have pets you know what I mean.  It all gets to be a lot.  For anyone.  But especially for someone who is single, gone much of the time and wanting post-divorce, to rebuild financially.

I now understand why my parents said, ‘No’.  And wanted just one.

I’m exhausted.

…………..

After a funeral this morning .. I have to stop by to pick up the cat who is at the vet.

Off to the vet ...

Yesterday was cleaning up after her.

I finally realized, after trying to deal with certain issues she’s been having myself here at home, she needs more help than what I can give.  Chances are, my aging cat has issues that are medical.

I’m fully expecting a significant bill.

The fish still needs to be buried.

The ants are now gone from the kitchen.

But the trash I took outside to get rid of the ants brought raccoons.  A whole other thing to clean up this morning.

Which I discovered, taking the puke I cleaned up from the dog, out to the trash.

Feeling better ..

She’s feeling better ..

I on the other hand, if I didn’t have a day full of running around already, would be ready to go back to bed.

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11 thoughts on “Not a pretty sight this morning …

  1. pet lovers i know- my daughter once brought home a ferret- i had to compromise by trading for a kitten but was a much better deal- she would have brought home every animal she ever saw

  2. you are getting there. alot of life can be simplified by turning your head to the right then turning it to the left and repeating at a steady pace. your parents knew this. i am trying to learn it myself. great post

  3. great post….you are getting there….life can be simplified a lot i think if we do two things. turn your head to the right then turn your head to the left and repeat at a steady pace. i need to learn this as well…apparently your parents did know it

  4. I totally sympathize! We have way too many pets, and I am way too soft-hearted about bringing them home, which always bites me later! Just don’t ever have an outburst in which you holler out that you wish you didn’t have so many pets, because if you do the dog will die the next day and your child will forever perceive that to be your magical power. Trust me on this one, I know!

  5. I think there should be a scientific study done about why animals seem to prefer puking on rugs over hardwood floors (I have the same problem with my cats). I nominate you to get the study underway… aside from rebuilding your life and taking care of your menagerie of pets, what else do you have to do?

  6. Carleen – the rats are too funny! Our daughter, who had the same 7th grade teacher you did (and I did too) brought a white rat home from class and we also ended up with several baby white rats that weren’t expected…that also went to the lucky eagle at MacKenzie (perhaps not the same eagle?). I wonder how many other kids through time went through the exact same thing 🙂

    • Sonja, oh no! How terrible for rat-hood. How wonderful in turn, I guess, for the eagle. And I do think it is the same one! I wonder if said science teacher does that on purpose .. hmmm. Curious. All of it. How are you all?

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