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So, um, yeh... I dunno if this is a good idea, but inspired by the recent death of a dog very dear to me, I thought I'd try it. A place to talk to others about how much our pets mean to us, or other animals in our lives... I'm an animal buff, and all animals appeal to me..
My very first was Poe, a gray tabby that died when I was two.
Next came a rabbit with two pathetic names. One of which was Carrot (I was... 7) and the other was Furball. (again. 7 years old.) We had to give him away 'cause he kept eating my walls.
Then there was the rabbit (baby) I deemed "Curious." We found him outside of my house, just sitting there, and there was obviously something wrong with him, so we took him in. He died two days later.
Can't believe I forgot the guinea pigs. There were two, Sand and Cinnamon. Cinnamon was my brother's but when he stopped taking care of her, I took her. I had them for about a year or two, and one day when I went down to clean their cage they were dead... I still don't know how they died, as that very morning I'd heard them scurrying around.
Then came Tiger Lily. She followed me home one day after I'd been playing tennis, and stayed outside until we got a chance to take her to the vet. I don't know what happened to her. She just... didn't come home one day.
I have a cat. His name is Oreo. Though I don't always act it, he's my entire world, and being in college without him is torture. He went missing, once, for a few days, and those were honestly some of the worst days of my life. I have never been happier than when he re-appeared on our doorstep, mewing as if we'd been the ones that left.
Dax is the dog that died. She belongs to my aunt. I grew up with that dog, I shared my birthday with that dog, and I loved her as if she was my own. When the family moved out of state a few years ago, honestly, I knew I'd miss her the most. Diabetes got her, and that dog will forever be in my memory, as my own.
So... tell us (me) about animals dear to you, be they dearly departed, or the dears sitting on our laps as we type these words.
My very first was Poe, a gray tabby that died when I was two.
Next came a rabbit with two pathetic names. One of which was Carrot (I was... 7) and the other was Furball. (again. 7 years old.) We had to give him away 'cause he kept eating my walls.
Then there was the rabbit (baby) I deemed "Curious." We found him outside of my house, just sitting there, and there was obviously something wrong with him, so we took him in. He died two days later.
Can't believe I forgot the guinea pigs. There were two, Sand and Cinnamon. Cinnamon was my brother's but when he stopped taking care of her, I took her. I had them for about a year or two, and one day when I went down to clean their cage they were dead... I still don't know how they died, as that very morning I'd heard them scurrying around.
Then came Tiger Lily. She followed me home one day after I'd been playing tennis, and stayed outside until we got a chance to take her to the vet. I don't know what happened to her. She just... didn't come home one day.
I have a cat. His name is Oreo. Though I don't always act it, he's my entire world, and being in college without him is torture. He went missing, once, for a few days, and those were honestly some of the worst days of my life. I have never been happier than when he re-appeared on our doorstep, mewing as if we'd been the ones that left.
Dax is the dog that died. She belongs to my aunt. I grew up with that dog, I shared my birthday with that dog, and I loved her as if she was my own. When the family moved out of state a few years ago, honestly, I knew I'd miss her the most. Diabetes got her, and that dog will forever be in my memory, as my own.
So... tell us (me) about animals dear to you, be they dearly departed, or the dears sitting on our laps as we type these words.
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