The Dog Bed

So we bought this dog bed for Nali from Costco and almost every morning Nali is on the floor and Abbie is in her bed. Brad thinks we should buy one for each of the girls so they don't steal it from the dog. We had to get proof in a picture for future blackmail purposes :)

Farewell Lizzy

I hate to say it, but the day has come. Lizzy has been let out into the cold and dreary world to become part of the food chain once again. She had a nice 4 1/2 month vacation in the sunny sand filled cage where all of her food was provided for her and she could relax, protected and well fed. Brad was looking at her today and realized she was covered in mites. Not sure how the mites got there or how long they've been there, but he decided it would be better to let her go and fend for herself than to trap her in a cage full of mites and watch her die a slow and painful death. She wasn't eating her crickets that we gave her and she has been trying to hibernate but hasn't been able to because of the warmth and the noise and all that, so he let her go. I'm just glad it was Brad's decision, not mine.

Also, for Halloween the girls won fish at the carnival. We had to go get a fish tank and all this crap to keep them alive. Since then we purchased 3 other fish. They started dying about 3 weeks ago, one by one. And then they started eating each other! It was so nasty. All but one fish died so I dumped them out and had compassion on the last one, kept it in a big cup. The girls were fine with it, not one tear shed, so i figured they just didn't care much. Brad dumped the last one into the toilet one morning so that the girls wouldn't have to go through the last one dying... They realized first thing that morning the fish was gone and Abbie started bawling! I'm like, 5 fish die, you don't care, the last one dies, you freak out? Totally unpredicted. I told her that Daddy let it go into a lake. She was upset because that one was hers, and it was the last survivor. Kind of like she won the contest for last living fish. And we went and killed it. Brad told me after the fact I was supposed to tell her that it died first. I wasn't about to completely lie to her, so I told her he let it go into a lake, because I figured that whatever body of water it ends up being could be considered a lake, right? Well apparently she wouldn't have been sad if it had died first, it was the fact that it DIDN'T die, and we let it go that made her upset. Who woulda known.

So its just us and the dog now. Simplicity is much better. I think we're done with the crazy pet phase of our life. I hope the girls enjoyed it because we won't be going there again :)

I was at the pet store on Saturday and was looking at the little yellow parakeet birds. I had a flashback to my childhood. Brian and Michael's (my brothers) little parakeet had broken its foot and couldn't fly (not that it really could in a cage either) and Mom and Dad were taking it to the vet to get better. The parakeet didn't come home that day. Now that I'm a mom and I know how bad birds stink, and what a huge upkeep they are, I have a feeling that the bird didn't go to the vet that day. Mom, would you like to fill in for me what REALLY Happened that day?

Update

I'm sorry I've been MIA lately. I have hardly had a second to breathe. The girls are getting ready for bed, so i thought I'd add some pictures real quick since I found the cord to upload the pics from the camera. I got my hair done about 2 weeks ago and when I got home I decided to give Tori a new style and it just happened to look just like mine :) She likes to call herself "mini-mama"