Today we went to the Humane Society on the way back home from an errand to Nana's house. Our kids usually say one of 4-5 things when we ask them, "Where do you want to go?" It's usually one of the following (in no particular order):
-"Old McDonalds" for French Fries
-Swimming or the park
-The Pet Store
We don't personally have pets, because I have to be realistic at this season of my life and realize that a dog is like a baby that never grows up! Cath has two dogs, my parents have a dog and a cat, and all of them are greatly loved, but a lot of work to care for and train. "Wutties, you especially yous."
My kids LOVE animals. They want to hold them, and pet them, and kiss them, and crawl on
their backs for rides, and feed them food from their hand, and go visit other people's animals...
Take a look at Yaks with Cody on Easter. The kid cannot get enough!
So, in order to give my kids a pet "fix" without having to care for one ourselves, we take them to pet stores to "visit" other animals. After seeing Oprah and the story about Puppy Mills, we're now determined to visit animal shelters instead. It was fun. They greeted the bunny rabbits first, followed by the cats, who were sleeping soundly in their crates. Then we went back to the small dog kennels. The smell was a bit nauseating for me. I thought I was the only one, but Boo said, "It smells bad in here..." So, we went to the big dog kennels, and it was exercise time for the dogs (one at a time), and all the dogs left behind would bark like rabid beasts because they wanted to get out so bad. The loud barking was pretty scary for the kids, so back to the quiet sleeping kitties we went. There were some really friendly ones there. You know, the ones who practically bust down the door trying to get you to scratch their heads and cheeks?
Boo was visiting with one named Figaro, who had had enough visiting and took a swipe at Boo through the bars (I can't say as I blame any cat taking a swipe at anyone through the bars). I didn't see that she was injured anywhere, but she was sure sad that "that kitty hurt me!" She was totally shocked that the nice kitty would hurt her. We explained that sometimes animals need their space and like to be left alone, and that Figaro was one of those kitties. With tears rolling down her cheeks, we went to visit some more hospitable cats to leave it on a positive note. Oh, boy. Needless to say, we've all got a lot to learn before we become pet owners.