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We had a beautiful service for Ishi Tib. My mom read a poem I'd written a few years ago for Martin and Ishi Tib, and I played "In Dreams" on the recorder. We buried him in the corner of our backyard, which is overgrown with ivy and plants and berry bushes. Ishi Tib would have loved the chance to run around there when he was still alive.
I still remember when we came home from a two-week vacation to find the gerbil cage empty. Apparently, Ishi Tib and Martin had knocked over the wheel, stuffed litter in it to block it, climbed on top, chewed off the lid, and climbed out. Even though we were up until 4am coaxing them out from under couches and refrigerators, I was secretly really proud of them. ;)
I think we got Ishi Tib the summer between my 7th and 8th grade, which would make him 5 years old. Considering the average life span of a gerbil is 2 years, he did really good. I loved the little bugger.
There are strange things done when they want to run,
My gerbils in their cage.
An office book on a closer look
Found with a nibbled page,
Some hidden sweets 'neath the sofa seats,
Now only wrappers we see -
The signs are clear, our greatest fear,
Coming home to find them free.
I still remember when we came home from a two-week vacation to find the gerbil cage empty. Apparently, Ishi Tib and Martin had knocked over the wheel, stuffed litter in it to block it, climbed on top, chewed off the lid, and climbed out. Even though we were up until 4am coaxing them out from under couches and refrigerators, I was secretly really proud of them. ;)
I think we got Ishi Tib the summer between my 7th and 8th grade, which would make him 5 years old. Considering the average life span of a gerbil is 2 years, he did really good. I loved the little bugger.
There are strange things done when they want to run,
My gerbils in their cage.
An office book on a closer look
Found with a nibbled page,
Some hidden sweets 'neath the sofa seats,
Now only wrappers we see -
The signs are clear, our greatest fear,
Coming home to find them free.