Tuesday, February 24, 2009
One of our favorite activities is going to the "free zoo" most people call Petsmart. We end up there about once a week. This habit started when we lived across the street from one in our last apartment. Now it has continued as they seem to be in many of the shopping centers I need to stop in. We love to look at the fish, birds, monsters (hamsters), cats, and especially the "Doggy Day Care." The doggy daycare is a glass walled room where people bring their beloved pets during the day. There are probably about 25-30 dogs in there providing us with quite the exhibit. I think we spent about forty-five minutes watching them on Monday. The kids LOVE it! We describe the dogs, compare the dogs' sizes, give them names, talk about their colors, and discuss which one we would like to have.
Yesterday, T decided that he should share his snack with one of them. It was pretty hilarious to watch him throw his cracker at the window only to have it ricochet back. He wasn't too bothered. All he could do was try to share, right? A few minutes later, a precocious little girl noticed how long we had been standing there, and suggested we buy one. I told her that then I would have to take care of it. Then B told her that, "We already have my grandma's dog." And I thought, that's right, sweetheart! It doesn't even matter that the dog is a state away, and you see it semi-annually, and it is small and pretty scared of you except for when you have food to drop. That is your dog. Good answer to that little girl!
The kids would love a pet, and J was almost convinced, by their giggles and smiles and happiness while looking at them the other day, to get a hamster. I am not really interested in getting a pet because I am already flexing my "Taking Care of Things" muscles quite enough with the two toddlers. J said he would take care of the cage with the kids, but I know that all of the his childhood pet hamsters' lives came to tragic ends. So, basically, I am not sure we are responsible enough for a pet right now, and our kids are still too young to even pretend like they are going to be. So, in the meantime we will just keep going to Petsmart. And we will continue telling the sales associates, "No thank you, we don't need any help. We're just looking. "