When it rains it pours...

I should have known when I woke up to snow on my grass on Oct the 10th that it wasn't a good sign.

It has been quite the week. On Monday, the beta fish died...not a huge loss, but a loss none the less. On Wednesday, we had to put our dog Murphy down. He was a wonderful golden retriever whom we loved dearly. We had 7 good years with him, but he became sick with what we think was a brain tumor. Z man took it the hardest and cried more tears than I thought one 9 year old could hold. It broke my heart. The house is much calmer without the big dog (110 lbs) eating off the counter, peeing on the floor, and having seizures....but it just feels empty.

Then tonight, daddy comes down with the flu...and we notice that Z-man's bunny is not looking so good in the bunny hutch. So while daddy is sick upstairs, mommy is trying to calm a distraught 9 year old (who can't understand why every pet he gets dies)...nurse a dying bunny back to life (fervent prayers, syringes of water, pleading, and cussing didn't work)all while keeping track of the 2 year old who is dumping salt from the salt shaker all over the floor. A slapped together meal of cheese sticks, apples, strawberries, applesauce and crackers is flung to the table while we keep bunny watch. We manage to get a little dinner in, until the wails of the 9 year old break my heart yet again, as dear Alvin the bunny has gone. Hugs and tears...dinner to clean up. Then the kitchen sink backs up...icky water every where...daddy sick in bed...9 year old crying...dead bunny in back porch...mommy laughing on the inside at the absurdity of her life!

It is now 10:35, I am composing myself out here in the blogosphere and trying to figure out where to sleep. My bed is full of sick husband...Sunshine's bed is full of Sunshine and sad big brother...sounds like mommy gets a couch somewhere.

But first, I have to check on the puppy I found on Pet Finder...I think he could fill the gap left by Murphy and Alvin and the Beta! Now if only we could convince dad.....