Silver Trappings

Rent-A-Pet

A New Business For You?

This morning I was reading The Stone Rabbit's blog. This weekend she had posted about her blogging space, and her kitties are a daily part of her blogging. They keep her company in her blogging space. It seemed so cozy - I could picture myself blogging with a kitty curled up in my lap, or a Yorkie curled up on my feet. It made me wish for a small, furry pet. I love dogs and cats. And most of my life I have had a dog or cat or both, maybe several at a time.

However, I am now at the point in life that I am tired of pet tragedies. We have had many pet tragedies over the years. We have had dogs, cats, bunnies, guinea pigs, pygmy goats, horses, chickens, fish, and an assortment of gerbils and hamsters. All have ended in a tragedy.

So now we are petless. Well, there is the gerbil and the hamster. But they are small. And they don't curl up in your lap. Yes, someday they will cause another pet tragedy. But it will be a small tragedy. Uhhh. . . .K. . . Maybe it won't be so small. I must digress here for a minute. We did have two gerbils. . . brothers. But they are old, and one was getting sicker and weaker every week. We kept expecting him to die. But he just kept on living. Well, finally one night my daughter said it could not go on. He was suffering too much, and she wanted me to take him the next morning to the vet to have him put to sleep so he would not suffer any more. So, being a good mother, the next morning I took him to the vet by myself. I felt sad, but did not anticipate losing it. I mean, this was a little gerbil. But as soon as I walked through their door, I started crying like a baby. They handed me some kleenex, gave me their "pity" smile, and took the box from me. I sat in the lobby crying like a baby the whole time. They FINALLY brought me the box (my daughter wanted to bury him in our backyard so I had to bring him home) and I mumbled "thank you" and bolted out the door. Now, I have to say, that was embarrassing. I mean, I am 46. This was a little gerbil. So I take back what I said earlier - these two little creatures that we have will someday bring about another (not-so-small) pet tragedy in our lives.

Back to my point. I am tired of pet tragedies and never want another pet!!!!! Except when I see some of your pets. Then, for a moment, I wish I had a furry creature that I could introduce to blogland. Soooo. . . here is my idea for the next cutting-edge business --- Rent-A-Pet! I do not want to run this business - I want to be on the receiving end of this business. I want to rent a pet for an hour or so a few days a week. He can curl up on my lap while I am blogging. He can lay at my feet while I am creating something for my Etsy store. He can take a Sunday afternoon nap with me. But then he can go back to your house until the next time. Then I will not have pet hair to clean up, pet accidents to deal with, or pet tragedies to live through.

So . . . . what do you think? Would you like to start your own business? I will be your first customer.

Until then, I like getting to know your pets. Some of them look so sweet, some of them are so funny, they are all entertaining.


Shannon