TheDR4KE
Breathing the sensuous Om
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Re: Round II
When I was little, probably about 7 I guess, we got a dog but it turned out that I was allergic and we had to let it go back to wherever it came from. Not sure what that taught me about relationships
When I was about 13 we inherited two birds with a house my parents bought. One died of old age and I couldn't go down to the backyard to watch dad bury it. I was bawling on bed. We gave the other to an aviary. It mourned too much.
After that we tried again with the dog, and this worked. Probably because he was an outside dog this time. He died, probably poisoned, and I found him. I still remember. Dad was away somewhere and my mum was all panicky because she hadn't heard him bark at the garbos that morning. I went down to see. It was just her and me at home that day. I went to school but that really made me reflect a lot on life. I also remember just sitting on a bench that day, a lot.
We got another dog after that one died, but then I moved out to go to Uni and I didn't get to spend that much time with him. He was difficult. Would climb fences to get out and was a bit of a cat killer. My parents were too worried about him hurting a small kid walking with a little dog or cat one day when he was 'out' so they ended up taking him to the pound. I don't know if he found a home or not.
You know ... thinking about pets is really interesting and very emotional.
the D
tswyk said:What pets did you have as a child?
What were their names?
How special were they to you?
Do you have a special memory including them?
When I was little, probably about 7 I guess, we got a dog but it turned out that I was allergic and we had to let it go back to wherever it came from. Not sure what that taught me about relationships
When I was about 13 we inherited two birds with a house my parents bought. One died of old age and I couldn't go down to the backyard to watch dad bury it. I was bawling on bed. We gave the other to an aviary. It mourned too much.
After that we tried again with the dog, and this worked. Probably because he was an outside dog this time. He died, probably poisoned, and I found him. I still remember. Dad was away somewhere and my mum was all panicky because she hadn't heard him bark at the garbos that morning. I went down to see. It was just her and me at home that day. I went to school but that really made me reflect a lot on life. I also remember just sitting on a bench that day, a lot.
We got another dog after that one died, but then I moved out to go to Uni and I didn't get to spend that much time with him. He was difficult. Would climb fences to get out and was a bit of a cat killer. My parents were too worried about him hurting a small kid walking with a little dog or cat one day when he was 'out' so they ended up taking him to the pound. I don't know if he found a home or not.
You know ... thinking about pets is really interesting and very emotional.

the D