New Addition to our Family

So anyone who knows me knows that I have this love (read: obsession) for animals. I have been asked on more than one occasion why I didn't choose to be a vet instead of a doctor. To that I usually laugh and say I don't know but the real answer is that while I love my pets I could not imagine putting my talents to use saving animals instead of people. I have nothing against vets in any way. I obviously appreciate all they do. I just feel that my personal calling in life is to help people and my fur babies at home are more of a stress relief than life passion for me.

Anyway, back on topic. Our house has a new pet even though I swore many times we were at our capacity.

It started when my fish (Mr. Pebbles) died. I don't know why, he was just dead one night when I went to feed him diner, but he was a gold fish, and almost a year old, so we'll just say it was old age. I made hubby flush him and tried not to be sad because I felt a little silly seeing as it was the fish and not one of the cats.

Valentine's Day was coming up so hubby decided the perfect gift was a replacement fish. It was very thoughtful. He looked very similar to my lost fish. I named him Goggles but unfortunately he died about 3 days after I got him. Too bad hubby wasn't home, I had to flush him myself. I said I didn't want another fish but that night I decided to go to the pet store and pick out a Betta since I had luck with them in the past and they are pretty hardy.

Well, long story short, I went to the pet store but instead of falling in love with a Betta I fell in love with a hamster. oops. So I bought a cage, bought a hamster ball and brought the hamster (which I have named Dizzy) home. Part of me was sure hubby would demand I take this rodent back to the store. But I told him there was a 14 day return policy and he said we would see how it works out. That night he even said he really hopes Dizzy can stay and he has commented a number of times how much I seem to like him.

So this makes our count 2 cats, a parrot and a hamster. Am I crazy? Probably. And I have to say that our house is beginning to look a little like a pet store, but everyone who needs to be in a cage is in one and no one is in danger of being eaten by the cats. I make sure everyone is fed and the cages are clean. I don't know why but having the animals around makes me really happy and hubby doesn't mind so I guess those things are what matter. So if Dizzy passes his 2 week test I think our house will officially be full (until we move into a bigger place, then I want a big fish tank, but don't tell hubby).