Yesterday morning, Harmony came downstairs. The look on her face was enough to tell me something was the matter. Her eyes welled with tears as she said, "Ruby died." I tried to make her feel better but I am not sure I did any good. Now, gecko's are not exactly rare around here. If she really wanted, she could have gone and caught 20 more. But she didn't. She wanted that one.
I am not the biggest animal person around. I admit it. But watching Harmony deal with this made me sad. Not because of the gecko but b/c Harm really cared about it. I also feel a tad guilty. Why? Because I kind of shrugged her off when she asked if we could go get some lizard food.
Being a Mom is never easy!!