Monday, September 17, 2012

Watch Me Pull a Rabbit Out of My Hat

Romy, Romy, Romy....
My sweet little ball of fairy dist mixed with a strobe light.


We had a meeting with her teachers this week to see how she is adjusting to her new school.
They feel she is very stressed out and trying to be brave and strong.  All of her teachers talked about how Romy talks a lot about her old pets from Utah. They knew the names of the pets and that Roe is really having a hard time with all she left behind. Her oldest brother stayed back to go to college and play video games, her sisters also stayed back in Utah. She does not remember a life without four more siblings around most of the time.
She also doesn't remember a time when we didn't have at least one annoying pet for her to maul and love on.
We tried to take the pets, we did, but it was going to be $600 per pet to bring them here. The rabbit- was a rabbit. It wasn't going to happen, we promised to get a new rabbit.
The dog- that dog was a beast. His owner, Zane, was a beast. We had some weird power struggle going on and Zane refused to train that dog, so Rosie only listened to Mom and even then, she didn't do it very well. Mom didn't want a wire haired dog that peed when you touched it and loved to eat her own turds. We were still planning to bring her, and were looking into getting a new fence put up in the yard and wondering how we would deal with her barking at squirrels 24/7.  When we talked to Zane, he was open to finding her a new home. I think the dog didn't quite live up to the dream and we were relieved when he said he was okay with us finding a rescue group and letting her eat the carpets in another home.
The cat, Wrigley, was beautiful, but mean. He was a big territory marker and that doesn't work when you have a dog that tinkles with every touch. Wrigley also hated Emma. That cat peed or pooped wherever Emma slept every single time. When she'd leave her dirty clothes on the floor, the cat would pee on them- just Emma's. He'd pee on her towel, he'd pee if she sat somewhere for very long. I don't know what made that cat decide that Emma was the enemy, but it was bad. I'm not paying $600 for that angry cat to come and ruin our new house.

So, the pets did not come to New Jersey with us.
 
As annoying as the pets were, it wasn't a decision we took lightly. We make jokes about it, but it was a hard decision for all of us.
 There were more reasons to find them new homes than to bring them, it was the right decision, but it was still hard.
 
It was harder on Romy than we realized.
 
We planned to get a new pet in the spring and she knew this. Her teachers also knew this, as Roe has been counting the days until she can get a new pet.
 
After talking to them, I realized that she just had to give up too much. I can't bring back a lot of the things we had to leave in Utah, but I can get another pet for her. Matt and I talked and we agreed that we needed to get a new rabbit this weekend and not wait until spring.
 
Romy needs something to love on and snuggle to death and rabbits are pretty easy.

I picked her up from school and we had a talk about how things are going.
The child is super stressed out and she is trying to be strong for everyone else.
 
Ah, you're just a kid.
 
The weight of the world will always be there if you want to take it on, but let's not do that just yet.
 
Be a child.
Be happy.
Get a bunny.
 
 

And she was so happy.
It's the perfect companion.
 
 
That's the smile we love to see, Roe.
 

The bunny is a different breed than we had before and it's very active and friendly.
Absolutely perfect.
 

She named it "Jacob." He's a breed that has all white fur except for black around the eyes. Very specific, but Jacob shows that somewhere in the line, they had some Dutch genes and he looked different from his siblings. If we were rabbit people, he is the 'dud' and not desirable because of his black coat.
If you are an 11 year old girl looking at a pen full of white bunnies and one black bunny-- it's fate.

Welcome to the family, Jacob Rabbit.
Thank you for not eating your own turds.

2 comments:

  1. Oh, I wish you'd just said something...you coulda had BOTH dogs!!! Both!

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  2. I'm so happy for Romy! That is the cutest bunny EVER! Hope he help her feel less stress (pets can do that for you, but not the ones you described leaving in Utah, that's fer sure). We might be coming out your way sometime next year. We have to plan and budget and see what the kiddos are doing, but right now it's a little germ of a plan. :)

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