I remember as a kid, my parents always gave me the chance to make my own decisions whenever they could. I often had the opportunity to pick out my own clothes before school in the morning, which I’m sure made my parents question the freedom they gave me… lots of flowers and weird color combinations made for interesting outfits hehe. I do really appreciate the trust they gave me even at such a young age, because it may have made my ability to make decisions a little bit better now in my adult years. During my life, this has definitely come in handy, because I’ve had to make many hard decisions over the years. Sometimes, they take a long time and are harder to come to, but then other times, it is easier than I thought it would be. I’ll be talking about one of these decisions in this entry. I’ve talked before about the two adorable yet difficult cats Gen and I used to have. There was the older cat George (my personal favorite), and his younger brother Mason. Being the owners of these cats for about two years, we of course got to be really attached to them. After oh so much debating and discussing, we decided that keeping them in our tiny apartment was not fair to them, because two growing cats need more room to grow and be active.
We looked for so long for the perfect new home, and finally found Jenny on Kijiji who seemed to be the perfect match.. big house, experience with rats, etc. One of the hardest days of my life was when she came over to come pick them up. I think the hardest part for me was seeing George trying to get into the too-small pet carrier, because sadly it seemed that his adorably fluffy self couldn’t fit easily. I was, however, comforted with the knowledge that he and his brother would get a better life once they made it out. This hope was definitely confirmed really quickly once we got an update from Jenny. I at first didn’t feel too guilty for reaching out to Jenny twice within the first few months, as it seemed acceptable as the worried previous owner. As it had been 5 months, I did feel a little more awkward writing her a while back, but I had decided to just go for it, worst case she wasn’t obligated to reply, right?
Let’s just say, I am so glad I did it, because her response was great! She gave me so many cute little stories and pictures (shown above) that really made me happy. Even if it wasn’t in my home, it was so nice to see their cute little faces again. Gen used to send me texts with pictures of these two side by side while I was at work, similar to the ones Jenny sent, so seeing these again made my heart melt. I can’t get over how cute my little Georgie looks peering over the table ever so innocently. Also, Mason’s face sitting on that table was priceless, as if he is saying “Oh no, I’m busted!”… a look I recognize so very well. I miss them so much every day! I must say though, I do love this ‘open adoption – like’ arrangement 🙂
What are some of the harder decisions you’ve had to make?
What helped you make them?
Have any of you ever had to give away pets?