I have to reconsider the lack of a pet in our humble abode.
Previously Bosley the cat lived with us. But when he started chewing on Eliza's O2 tubing, he moved to Casa de Nana and Papa. He never made the return trip to NYC since my parents became very attached to him. After my father died, Bosley served to keep my Mom company, and he is now officially her third child and is not making the trip back across the Hudson.
It seems Eliza is, well, confused as to what constitutes a pet. Would you like to meet her new pet "Spotty?"
Here he is:
Yup. It's a pumpkin. A pumpkin that she lovingly decorated with a cute face, one heart shaped eye and spots. Because this is a Spot Leopard Pumpkin. Now given Eliza's almost encyclopedic knowledge of animals (the kid knows what a quetzel is whereas you'll have to google it) you would almost start to think that there is such an animal as a Spot Leopard Pumpkin. Sadly no.
And here it the dilemma. Eliza loves Spotty so much, she has him sit on the table when she eats, brings to the side of the tub during bath time and, yes, brings him to bed at night. Yup, this kid sleeps with her beloved pumpkin:
So far Spotty has been holding up OK, if you know what I mean. But one day Spotty is going to go the way of all gourds (unless of course some reader knows how to preserve a whole pumpkin).
When that sad day comes, we may have to search for a spotted fish. Or maybe Nemo's cousin.