Echoezra
Established Member
Hi guys. Did you miss me?
I finally got around to reinstalling Tapatalk on my cell so I could check in with you guys.
I know I havent been on much since I lost Trillian last summer, as it was really hard on me.
But I think I didn't know what hard was.
And I don't know if I'm going to be able to continue to read these forums any more.
A few weeks ago, I lost Zelig.
Lost him, outside. I had left him in his sunning cage when I went to work, and a storm came up which blew the cage door open. By the time I got home he was gone. I scoured the two small trees in my yard, my husband ripped out all the shrubbery along the side of the house, the only other answer was that he made it to the soybean fields next to my yard. I have spent many hours walking those fields trying deperately to find him but it was like a needle in a haystack.
I had been rapidly losing hope but I held out because the weather had warmed back up and stayed warm, and he had lots to eat, so i eased up on the searching, as i thought that maybe when the leaves dried up he'd stand out. They did - he didn't.
Hope continued to fade. But i thought i was dealing with it pretty well. I had finally stopped crying at work, I even rearranged the cages and borrowed his for Zaphod, using the other for my mantises. I thought that was a big step of moving on (but really I just couldnt stand looking at the empty cage any more.)
Anyway, I still held out hope that one sunny day I would just randomly see some blue peeking out of the dried up bean field.
The farmer finally came and harvested the field a few days ago.
I can't even begin to describe the feeling in my stomach when I saw that tractor in my rear view mirror after work.
It's been several days now. I just can't stop feeling horrible. I'm just going about my daily this or that and suddenly i'll remember. Oh yeah. That happened. And then it just spirals from there, to the other layers of guilt from other pet situations. Doesn't matter where I am, everything makes me think of him. Sigh.
So I guess now I've pretty much officially "lost" him lost him.
I came here tonight to write a nice you know memorial post about how sweet he was and I just can't. The tears..
and just all I keep thinking is the picture - that day, when I took him outside to the cage.. he looked exceptionally gorgeous when we got out into the sun. I actually stopped walking and just held him up a little bit higher out of my shadow and just gazed at him in awe, and said to him "wow. You look amazing today. Just amazing. You are so so beautiful, you know that? Just positively gorgeous." I was just amazed at how much he kept changing and getting more and more strikingly beautiful even though he had become fully grown so long ago.
And I didnt have my phone in my pocket. I thought about going back inside and getting it, to take his picture, to show you guys. But I thought no, don't confuse him going in and out and bug him with the camera, just let him enjoy this nice sunny day like you wanted him to -- you can take his picture tomorrow.
That would have been such a wonderful picture to remember him by.
Maybe some other day I won't be crying so much and can bear to write more personal words about him, especially describing his amazingly sweet personality.
In the meantime, please all of you go tell your chameleons how beautiful and wonderful they are, and hold them one more time and take their picture one more time... for Zelig. and I hope it's not the last.
I finally got around to reinstalling Tapatalk on my cell so I could check in with you guys.
I know I havent been on much since I lost Trillian last summer, as it was really hard on me.
But I think I didn't know what hard was.
And I don't know if I'm going to be able to continue to read these forums any more.
A few weeks ago, I lost Zelig.
Lost him, outside. I had left him in his sunning cage when I went to work, and a storm came up which blew the cage door open. By the time I got home he was gone. I scoured the two small trees in my yard, my husband ripped out all the shrubbery along the side of the house, the only other answer was that he made it to the soybean fields next to my yard. I have spent many hours walking those fields trying deperately to find him but it was like a needle in a haystack.
I had been rapidly losing hope but I held out because the weather had warmed back up and stayed warm, and he had lots to eat, so i eased up on the searching, as i thought that maybe when the leaves dried up he'd stand out. They did - he didn't.
Hope continued to fade. But i thought i was dealing with it pretty well. I had finally stopped crying at work, I even rearranged the cages and borrowed his for Zaphod, using the other for my mantises. I thought that was a big step of moving on (but really I just couldnt stand looking at the empty cage any more.)
Anyway, I still held out hope that one sunny day I would just randomly see some blue peeking out of the dried up bean field.
The farmer finally came and harvested the field a few days ago.
I can't even begin to describe the feeling in my stomach when I saw that tractor in my rear view mirror after work.
It's been several days now. I just can't stop feeling horrible. I'm just going about my daily this or that and suddenly i'll remember. Oh yeah. That happened. And then it just spirals from there, to the other layers of guilt from other pet situations. Doesn't matter where I am, everything makes me think of him. Sigh.
So I guess now I've pretty much officially "lost" him lost him.
I came here tonight to write a nice you know memorial post about how sweet he was and I just can't. The tears..
and just all I keep thinking is the picture - that day, when I took him outside to the cage.. he looked exceptionally gorgeous when we got out into the sun. I actually stopped walking and just held him up a little bit higher out of my shadow and just gazed at him in awe, and said to him "wow. You look amazing today. Just amazing. You are so so beautiful, you know that? Just positively gorgeous." I was just amazed at how much he kept changing and getting more and more strikingly beautiful even though he had become fully grown so long ago.
And I didnt have my phone in my pocket. I thought about going back inside and getting it, to take his picture, to show you guys. But I thought no, don't confuse him going in and out and bug him with the camera, just let him enjoy this nice sunny day like you wanted him to -- you can take his picture tomorrow.
That would have been such a wonderful picture to remember him by.
Maybe some other day I won't be crying so much and can bear to write more personal words about him, especially describing his amazingly sweet personality.
In the meantime, please all of you go tell your chameleons how beautiful and wonderful they are, and hold them one more time and take their picture one more time... for Zelig. and I hope it's not the last.