I felt the air shift. For four straight days female peep didn’t wear makeup, she blew her nose a lot, and I saw tears drip from her eyes all the time. Oh, she went through the motions—she made meals, made phone calls, went to work a little—but no mascara.
And she ate saltine crackers. She never eats saltine crackers.
She took a whole sleeve of them, a tub of butter, and the big plastic jar of creamy peanut butter and stood there, taking out one cracker at a time. She slathered butter on it, smeared it with a swath of peanut butter, then handed it to Rex. He got three or four for every one she ate.
It was at this point that something shifted in me. And it wasn’t just the air in our house for that long, long week. It was my feelings for this female peep. She was taking care of Rex like he was her baby. Like a mommy would care for her young. She held his face in her hands and kissed his muzzle. She petted his soft, silky fur and whispered to him how much she loved him. She looked into his eyes and saw how much he trusted her to do what was right. As much as any person could love an animal, she loved him.
And that’s why it made it so hard to do the next thing we all knew she needed to do.
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