When I was 2, my parents & I emigrated to Australia, adn the first thing may parents did when we arrived was buy me an Australian toy, a stuffed koala bear (not, I stress, a real koala, but made with some kind of animal hide).
Flashforward 40 years. My kids inherited the bear, and over time we acquired pets. At this stage it was 2 cocker spaniels. One day I came home and found they had absolutely shredded it. I was beyond furious, and wouldn't have anything to do with them for weeks, A touchstone of my life, gone, just like that. They had no idea why I was angry with them, and we reconciled to a point, and it was funny that towards the end of his life one of them wanted to spend all his time with me, even though he had a choice of anyone. But I confess, I always withheld one small part of my affection for them, because of that infuriating act of of stupid destruction.
Still, I took it hard when they died, and my wife insisted we get another one. I don't want to go through that loss again. But I will.
Flashforward 40 years. My kids inherited the bear, and over time we acquired pets. At this stage it was 2 cocker spaniels. One day I came home and found they had absolutely shredded it. I was beyond furious, and wouldn't have anything to do with them for weeks, A touchstone of my life, gone, just like that. They had no idea why I was angry with them, and we reconciled to a point, and it was funny that towards the end of his life one of them wanted to spend all his time with me, even though he had a choice of anyone. But I confess, I always withheld one small part of my affection for them, because of that infuriating act of of stupid destruction.
Still, I took it hard when they died, and my wife insisted we get another one. I don't want to go through that loss again. But I will.