Reflective Pets
In the volume of essays, "For Keeps: Women Sum up the Truth About Their Bodies, Increasing Older, and Receipt" edited by Victoriz Zackheim, Clea Simon writes, "They say that pl of child identify with their pets. That we see ourselves in these diminutive, dependent animals, so much more capable of being wounded, like pl of child, than any around us. So much softer." (boy-servant 241)
Growing up, my household had hamsters. Most of us were allergic to other kinds of pets. I never identified with any of the cord of "disposable" pets that came to have being in the plastic cages my mom and dad bought.
That is until I was in grad institute. I was living at my parents' domicile at the time. My niece was right two years old, but she determined that my mom, "Nana," needed a hamster - lawful like that faulty purple dinosaur. Off to the pet store my brother, coming time sister-in-law, and niece went. They sharp out a little boy gritty-furred hamster for my mom (who named him Zippidy.) My niece, of career, needed one for herself. She pointed out Zippidy's sister and named her Sabulous.
Well, Zippidy and Sabulous had a sister whom no one wanted. This minute girl hamster was albino. She was also born without eyes. (Her eyelids were ever closed.)
My sister-in-law told me about this small girl. She also mentioned that the pet store owner was nothing loath to sell this minute girl to a beneficial home for moiety price.
I was a grad learner and while my parents took concern of tuition, I still worked part duration to pay for my car and gas. (And try to save as much as potential for my future with Todd.) I actually couldn't furnish a pet. I really didn't have duration to care for a pet - after all, I was a full duration grad scholar who worked part duration and still wanted to have some duration with my fiance on the weekends.
But I was drawn to the pet store.
I bought that tiny girl and named her Downy.
Why?
Because I recognized myself in that tiny furry being. A critter who was...
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