Sunday, January 11, 2015

Meg & Jack

I'm not "an animal person."  Translate: I never wanted a pet when I was a kid.  I didn't understand why my parents and brother seemed to be perpetually fussing around various dogs, birds, and hamster-y things.  I don't approach dogs and ask their people questions about them.  

I don't really know how to do a lot of The Things people do with pets.  So having animals for the first time meant asking a lot of questions.  (Reading a few books.)

It means, too, I guess, that I don't really think it's that weird that our chickens live in the house with us part time.  And it means I spent the weekend skinless and in tears because we had to take our rooster, Meg, to go live on a farm today (no, really, I delivered him myself) because we aren't allowed to have roosters in the city.

Or, does this make me "an animal person"?


  1. so so sorry about meg :( :( :(

    there are people who love their own children but aren’t fond of children in general so i suppose you can love a pet but not really be an “animal person.” but loving a pet is the slippery slope!

    <3 <3 <3

    1. Well I love these pets - that's been proven! I'm not sure I'm cut out for this...

  2. Oh, I'm so sorry. "Skinless and in tears," that is so descriptive and I can tell just how hard it was for you. Hugs.

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    1. Thank you - they just really get into our hearts, don't they? <3

  4. Oh! Goodbye Meg. :-( He knew how much you loved him. :'-(


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