I'm a city girl. I'm not anti-animals, but I'd never willingly choose to pet one. Celia, on the other hand, wants to make every animal she sees her pet. She's tried twice in the last week.
While we were taking a bike ride, I saw her throw her bike down and rush over to pick something up. When I got to her, this is what I saw in her hands (it's a small snake - eww). Of course I immediately wondered and worried that it might be poisonous...while she was already naming it.
While we were taking a bike ride, I saw her throw her bike down and rush over to pick something up. When I got to her, this is what I saw in her hands (it's a small snake - eww). Of course I immediately wondered and worried that it might be poisonous...while she was already naming it.
This "pet" came from our yard. These (Italian wall lizards) are everywhere here. Apparently it bit Dean because he came running over to me crying; Celia later said it bit her about 5 times, but it has no teeth so she just kept holding it. I guess Celia was holding it and showing it to Dean when it bit him. He was heartbrooken over the bite, as was she when I wouldn't let her keep it. Quote from Celia (through dirt stained tears): "But he's my first pet that's close to a dinosaur."
These short lived "pets" only added more to her desire to have a dog. Celia: "Mom, if you got a dog for me I would stop pleading with you."
She prays, asks, plans for a family dog on almost a daily basis. Luckily we can play the allergy card (when in truth, I'm pretty much intimidated by all dogs, large or small, so I'd NEVER have one in my home). :)
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