Anyone who knows my family, knows we are not big on animals...especially those of the amphibian variety. Somehow though, I am raising a tree-hugging, animal loving little girl.
For the better part of a year, Landrie asked
every single day for a puppy. We told her she could have one when she was 6, but now my answer is she can have one when she's grown up and lives on her own. That's probably really mean on my part, but I just don't think I can handle taking care of one more thing especially something that's not as cute and loveable as my 2 little girls.
She's also concerned with other critters and their habitats too. For example, we have one lot that is empty across the street from us. We woke up one morning to a tree service clearing the lot. Landrie was very worried about where the birds were going to live since their tree was gone.
A few days later, she dropped a toy behind some chairs in the garage. When Lamar picked it up, it had spider webs on it and he wiped them up. She was more concerned that the spiders wouldn't have a home than the fact that her toy was dirty!
We have had an ant problem and once I found the giant ant pile on the side of the house, we sprayed them. She was upset that we were killing the ants. Ugh!
At least she is considerate of others feelings...even if they have more legs than we do!
That's why I cannot tell her about the events at Jordan's apartment tonight. Jor called me literally hysterical around 7 o'clock. I couldn't even understand what was going on. She finally calmed down enough to tell me that something crawled out from underneath a shirt on the floor. Justin is out of town, so she was freaking out!
She called the wrong person because I surely wasn't going to pick up any kind of creature, but I went for moral support anyway. About 5 minutes after I got there, she mustered up the courage to check the closet. What she found was a 1 1/2 inch long baby gecko!
SIDE STORY - I am literally terrified of these tiny things. Once when Lamar was gone to a Ranger game, I saw one in our front hallway. I sat in a chair for 2 hours watching the darn thing so I could show Lamar where it was when he got home. The little critter got back at me though and ran into our bedroom! I never saw the sucker again - YUCK!
So, to say Jordan called the wrong person is a gross understatement! The only ammunition we had was carpet cleaner, a small bowl and a vaccuum. From the comfort of her bed, I coached her as she sprayed the gecko with the carpet cleaner. Every time it would move, she would scream and run out of the closet. This went on for about 30 minutes, but Jordan finally killed the gecko with foaming carpet cleaner and then vaccummed him up.
I couldn't wait to get out of there! I still have the creepy crawlies just writing this story!
I have a feeling Landrie will have to rescue me in the future if we have any bugs or critters! Hopefully they won't become her pets.
Let's pretend that 2 minutes later I didn't hear Landrie yelling because Karsyn took her blanket or that Karsyn is laying so perfectly still because she wants to be sweet, not because she's a little sick and is too tired to move. I just want to imagine them as being this sweet and loving all the time.
