Heh. I’ve thought, recently, about getting a pet, but … I don’t think I’m quite ready for the level of responsibility.
Case in point: I just went outside, and when I came back in I noticed Bovard’s two cacti, sitting by the back door. They both were looking rather wilted and sad. I realized that they probably hadn’t been watered since I last watered them … about six weeks ago.
So. In a house where the only plant that can reasonably survive is a cactus–and where that survival is marginal at best … I’m probably not ready to have a pet. Unless it’s the kind of pet that you can ignore for weeks at a time without repercussions.
Hmm. Maybe I’ll call the animal shelter and see if they have any pet rocks available for adoption…
