Since this animal stuff isn't going away any time soon, I might as well go with the program. If you can't beat em, join em.
My S13 really loves observing animals. Kinda patheic to say that he has a whole room of stuffed animals with various nicknames, and brings them all downstairs when we're watching a family type movie. Interestingly, he's detached from our real animal ( the pet dog), who is my daughter's baby. He likes the fantasy of it all.
My father collects elephants. In the assisted living that they moved to this past summer, everything is so bland. They haven't done a thing to personalize it...no photos, no junk. They're thinking ( hoping ) it's temporary. It's not.
My H, kids and I take a day outing to Busch Gardens. After some thrill rides, we take the train around the zoo park. My son says to me that he is so happy seeing these animals he is about to burst. I then walk into a gift shop and see this adorable colorful elephant and buy it. I give my mother a photo of all of us on this terrifying ride and I give my father the elephant.
My mom can't stop looking at the picture and my dad, the elephant. I was feeling so disjointed visiting them there, so displaced, but I feel better now.
I am home now, and I have to do some things for my new office. I'm noticing I am bringing out my owl and I've missed her.
Anyway, some random thoughts regarding the Journey household and animal psychology.
