Comments on: Death at the Co-op

By: Kristen J

Kristen J — Mon, 28 Aug 2006 22:09:53 +0000

It’s the cage-thing that drove me crazy. If I could find an already potty trained, well behaved pooch I think that would be great.
We’ve tried to adopt 2 dogs but they were horribly behaved.

By: fMhLisa

fMhLisa — Mon, 28 Aug 2006 21:41:59 +0000

I think I would like a pet rat, but again, it’s the cage thing that gets me. I don’t want to clean the dang thing. I do love my dog though. And he’s so convienent when the kids need someone to blame.

By: Tanya Spackman

Tanya Spackman — Mon, 28 Aug 2006 17:37:04 +0000

I think rats make great pets. My last pet rat was an accidental pet. He was bought as snake food for my sister’s ball python, Amadeus, (in my family, we had all kinds of critters; the goose and the rooster hated me, and the feeling was mutual (there’s a great tale of me running screaming across the back yard after feeding the horses, the hateful rooster after me), but otherwise I liked the pets), but it was too close to skin shedding time and he didn’t eat the rat. My sister pulled the rat out of the snake cage after a bit over a day and stuck her in a separate cage for a post-shedding meal. Unfortunately, my sister grew attached to the rat, so a new rat was purchased for the snake’s supper. Felicity, as the rat was named, become mine a few months later when my sister left for her mission.

I wouldn’t mind getting another pet rat. Unfortunately, my two cats might like the rat even more than I would.

By: Susan M

Susan M — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 19:00:00 +0000

We had rats too. Actually we still do–a new batch. The first three got a lot more attention from everybody than this current bunch. My youngest son Elijah would say that Rickie (his rat, short for Ricochet) was the only person in the whole world who understood him. It was tough when Rickie died.

We’re getting a cat soon.

By: Kristen J

Kristen J — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 06:28:40 +0000

I remember when he had those rats. I hated them at the time and I remember thinking to myself that I would never have a pet rat. I thought about that vow a lot on my drive home from the pet store with my new baby rats. Yuck!

By: Spencer J

Spencer J — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 03:19:07 +0000

I remember when Ian had rats. They were the grossest things in the world to me. The two of them (boy and girl) would have a litter and as soon as the babies died they would eat the dead kids. I am glad Ian had a separate room then me at the time.

By: Kristen J

Kristen J — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 01:15:53 +0000

Yes! I can’t wait!

By: Court

Court — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 01:07:22 +0000

I’m so sad to hear about Lucy. But it is perfect timing for your new pet guinea pig Allie. I’ll bring her over tonight!! You’ll love her!! And so will Geoff!

By: Kristen J

Kristen J — Sat, 26 Aug 2006 23:31:39 +0000

Jacob-You are so right. I didn’t even think about it until you mentioned it. Do you think I should be worried about Geoff coming to bed in the middle of the night with mud up to his knees and a maniacal look on his face?

Stephen-as a child I remember my pets not living nearly long enough. Maybe someday I’ll feel that way again.

Chronicler-The stories I could tell about my attempts to bring a dog into the house. They are posts in and of themselves. Oh how I would love to have a cat! Geoff starts sneezing and sniffling at the mere mention of a cat. It would be so much easier if that weren’t the case.

By: chronicler

chronicler — Sat, 26 Aug 2006 23:03:17 +0000

For the longest time we tried to keep the pets small. Fish were the first. Then on to hamsters. Their longevity was overstated, by miles! The fish died way earlier than anyone cold imagine. The hamsters – two of them – became one late one evening – a tale that could be told in darkness with a flashlight. We found pieces of one in the cage, the other with a huge smile of satisfaction. Too creepy for us.

So we settled upon cats. Two at a time. Brothers. Only boy cats allowed. Girls reproduce. Eeeek. I did not want to be the sad little lady at the grocery store trying to convince you how adorable this kitten would look at your home…

After years and years of cats, we have many stories to tell. They have enriched our lives far more than we could have ever expected. We are down to one. He is going to live through the millennium. All the others have gone on to the place prepared for them, and await our arrival. I certainly hope Joseph Smith was correct when he said our pets would speak for us or against us in our judgement. If true, I’m going to be all right. Everyone told me, our pets, had already been resurrected and were living in the celestial kingdom. Our home.

Kristen the siblings will last a bit. But I see a puppy on the horizon.