I am sure there are plenty of posts about dealing with the death of a loved family pet. I just don't have the energy to search for them. I know it may seem week to have a death of a lizard hit me so hard. Logically I know I shouldn't be taking it so harshly. but....
My oldest daughter had a Bearded Dragon named Dustfinger. She helped me research about what reptile would be the best pet. We really worked hard on figuring out what we needed. She got her pet at Christmas. Dusty was tiny and so cute. My dd could hold her on her thumb and Dusty would hold on. My daughter did so great at taking care of her.
My daughter has a learning disorder and school work is very hard. But when it came to her dragon she was hooked. We measured Dusty and kept track on how much she grew. We took pictures of her for dd's scrapbook. Dd drew pictures of her all the time and showed her off whenever she could. My dd would even read, yes my daughter who struggles with reading would read! about bearded dragons. She even taught her to eat out of her hand.
This beardie loved my dd too. You could tell. She was trained and loved to be held.
Dusty grew to about 18 inches long. She was huge! And so so pretty. He color was bright, and her eyes were the color of gold.
The last week or so Dustfinger seemed to not be eating as much as usual. I upped her calcium intake and made sure her UVB light was on. Then yesterday I decided that some natural heat/light would be good for her.
I messed up. I don't know if it was ALL my fault or if I just contributed to her death. My hubby had told me months ago to only set her outside or 30 minutes 45 tops. But my air head/full of other things mind totally forgot that. I didn't forget that her cage was outside. I even keep checking on her. It got hot yesterday, really hot. She died. My stupid laps in judgment may have caused my daughter so much pain that she will remember it for the rest of her life.
I feel sorrow because something I love is dead but the guilt I feel is almost unbearable.
Please do not lecture me. I can not feel lower than I do right now.
My oldest daughter had a Bearded Dragon named Dustfinger. She helped me research about what reptile would be the best pet. We really worked hard on figuring out what we needed. She got her pet at Christmas. Dusty was tiny and so cute. My dd could hold her on her thumb and Dusty would hold on. My daughter did so great at taking care of her.
My daughter has a learning disorder and school work is very hard. But when it came to her dragon she was hooked. We measured Dusty and kept track on how much she grew. We took pictures of her for dd's scrapbook. Dd drew pictures of her all the time and showed her off whenever she could. My dd would even read, yes my daughter who struggles with reading would read! about bearded dragons. She even taught her to eat out of her hand.
This beardie loved my dd too. You could tell. She was trained and loved to be held.
Dusty grew to about 18 inches long. She was huge! And so so pretty. He color was bright, and her eyes were the color of gold.
The last week or so Dustfinger seemed to not be eating as much as usual. I upped her calcium intake and made sure her UVB light was on. Then yesterday I decided that some natural heat/light would be good for her.
I messed up. I don't know if it was ALL my fault or if I just contributed to her death. My hubby had told me months ago to only set her outside or 30 minutes 45 tops. But my air head/full of other things mind totally forgot that. I didn't forget that her cage was outside. I even keep checking on her. It got hot yesterday, really hot. She died. My stupid laps in judgment may have caused my daughter so much pain that she will remember it for the rest of her life.
I feel sorrow because something I love is dead but the guilt I feel is almost unbearable.
Please do not lecture me. I can not feel lower than I do right now.
mama. I don't even know what else to say. I'm so sorry.
