One thing xploder didn’t tell you is that he’s got four kids (I’ve hired two of them to babysit my own kids). He knows full well the difference between a pet and a child. He understands that every once in a while, you have to say “no.” If my cat or dog (I have one of each) got loose and someone kept it without even trying to locate me, I’d be hurt too. He’s said he’s going to try & find the owner.
As much as I love animals, and as much as I believe that animals deserve more rights than they get, I understand that I can’t keep every stray I see. Goddess, how I’d love to give them all a home. I have taken in two stray cats (both now deceased), and it’s been a wonderful experience. But there comes a point when one just can’t do it anymore. What you’ve already got (kids and/or other pets) must take priority.
Phil, the first time you made the statement about the stillborn infants, you let it stand alone, with no explanation. Not good. I’m glad you came back & explained what it meant, because the way you said it the first time, it certainly did appear to be one of the single most outrageous comments I’ve ever heard. Regardless, one simply cannot compare the loss of a pet to the loss of a child. yes, losing a pet is painful. Very painful. But I have lost a few pets throughout my life. I have also suffered a miscarriage, and relinquished a newborn infant for adoption. As one who has been there, there is absolutely no comparison. None. When my first hamster died when I was twelve, I was very sad. But I got a new hamster a couple of weeks later. When the family dog died, I was really, really sad, because we’d had her since I was 2 years old, and I was 16 at the time of her death. But we got a new puppy a few weeks later. When the stray cat who adopted us two years ago died this past Father’s Day, I was very sad, but we got a new kitten three days later.
Pets die, and they die much, much earlier than people do. When a child dies, we lose the opportunity to raise what we hope will be a valuable member of society, not just a household. With the embryo I miscarried, I will never hear the gleeful shout I heard from my daughter yesterday when I told her I was going to enroll her in school, nor will I get that from a pet. I will never experience the funny stuff, either, like I did just a few seconds ago, when my daughter came out of her bedroom, butt-naked and wearing her underwear on her head, deliberately trying to make me laugh. Pets don’t do that on purpose. Sure, I could put a pair of underwear on my dog’s head, but he’d be a little miffed, and it just wouldn’t be the same.
Pets need more people like you, Phil, people that have the time and energy to fight the good fight for them. If you lived closer to me, and I knew of a pet that needed a home, you’d be one of the first I’d think of to call. But there just is no comparison between the loss of a pet to the loss of a child.