Tragedy Strikes

Well, we had a bit of trauma today.

Scott and I have been bribing Abby to get her to cut off her long locks. Her hair is just too long to handle. Three days ago, Scott asked her what it would take to get her to cut her hair. At first, she asked for a horse, then a trampoline, then I think she settled on 6 finches. She wanted birds that would sit on her finger and be able to play with them. When I told her that finches weren't "holding birds." So, we decided to get a parakeet or two.

This morning, Abby and I made the trek to the pet store and we both fell in love with this beautiful little parakeet. It was yellow with some green splash on it. It had little periwinkle blue cheeks that were so precious. So, we walked through the store and picked up all the little toys and treats for the cage. We were so excited! We brought the birdie home in the little box that the clerk gave us, Abby held it so carefully all the way home. She accidentally dropped the box when we pulled into the garage onto the floor of the car, and that scared us both. But the bird was fine.

Well, we came into the house and put the cage together with all the toys and the seed and the water. We got the whole thing put together. Murphy, Leila and Bluebell were all close by wondering what all the excitement was about. They were soon to find out!

Abby reached into the little box to get her new baby, "Cami" (short for camoflouge). She pulled Cami out and Cami jumped out of her hands and into BLUEBELL'S MOUTH! Luckily, we were right there and grabbed Bluebell. Blue let go and the bird flew toward the front door. Murphy got so excited, he was down the stairs and got the bird as it hit the floor. He proudly started running to the doggie door, as Abby, Ivy and I were chasing him and screaming.

We caught the dog before he left the front room and got the bird out of his mouth. I had the bird in my hand and the little thing looked up and me and slowly closed it's little eye. Of course, Abby and Ivy were still screaming and then I started to bawl, too. Megan and Nellie were awakened by all the commotion, and they saw the pretty little bird- dead in my hand.

We all held the little thing, cried and prayed. Bluebell couldn't stand all the noise and attacked Ivy's leg. (She is a very sensitive cat) So, then we had more nursing to do. Well, we all bawled for 45 minutes and then I had to go to work. We have saved the body for burial when Scott gets home.

I am sure that we all have headaches from the trauma to all of us. Murphy has been skulking around the house, I can tell that he feels bad about what he did. Bluebell is only annoyed at all of us, as she usually gets cheers when she brings home little dead things. I have told the kids that this is no one's fault but mine. The cat and the dog only did what comes naturally to them. I should have kept the animals locked away until we got the bird in the cage.

So, that is the trauma o'the day.

I am sure that someday, this will all be something we will laugh and shed a little tear for.

I am still going to make Abby's hair appointment today.

My Girls

Okay, I am going to try to post my family's pictures so that I can show how beautiful they are! Let's see how computer literate I can be! Okay, Here are some pictures of my beautiful girls!

I just got done attending a review class for my online patho class. My brain is fried. I wish that I could use this time coming home on the train as useful study time, but I am afraid that I am just bushed.

My little house today was a "Grand Central Station." I can't believe all the little kids that came over. It was tough to know where my kids were and where the neighbor kids were all the time. It was a little fun, I must admit, seeing all the friends playing, and doing so well together. I only got a little "put out" when I had to clean up some of the mess. My kids are getting pretty good at cleaning up after themselves.

I do enjoy being a mom, but sometimes I feel like I fail miserable at it. I hope that my kids grow up knowing that I love them, and I hope that they do somehow, someway, learn to enjoy cleanliness.


well, my stop is coming up, gotta go!!!