My oldest experienced her first real loss this morning. Sometime during the night, her beloved pet rat joined our old basset hounds, Flash and Daisy, in Pet Heaven. It came as no surprise because Sugarpie had been in ill health for a few weeks.
You might remember Sugarpie in her prime, being held in the capable hands of my oldest daughter:
You might also remember my massive freak out and my eventual acceptance of the situation.
I came to realize that a rat isn't that horrible of a pet. She was actually quite a lovely member of our family. We enjoyed having her around … some of us enjoyed her from a distance (me), others held her, played with her, and built mazes for her to race through (everyone else in my family).
I loved how having a pet helped my daughter learn responsibility and compassion. Being the mother of a pet helped her develop quite a nurturing side.
Sugarpie was a good pet and she will be missed.
This morning, I purchased some cherry yellow flowers for my oldest. I hope they help to ease her pain.
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So sorry to hear about Sugarpie. Hope the kids are doing OK.
ReplyDeleteIt was a rough couple of days, but the girls are doing well now. Thanks.
DeleteAw, losing a pet is always tough. My boyfriend had a white rat just like Sugarpie. She was so old by the time she passed away, but she was so sweet - except for the fact that she always pooped in my sweatshirt pockets.
ReplyDeleteWhat is it about rats pooping in sweatshirt pockets? Ours did the same thing! Thanks for the kind words.
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