The name of this kinda explains it. Tell a story about your pets if you want. I'll begin: Cheerio (my sisters old Guinea pig) Good old cheerio, just kidding he hated all of us. He was mad salty about everything I swear. He hated it when you'd pick him up, and he bit me when I was two. We gave him away when I was three and when he saw the new people he went from being mad salty to mad loving, who TF needs cheerio he was a jerk. Lily: Lily was a dog I had from when I was born until a few years ago. She was the dog who barked at the neighbors (well she was like half blind so) she was overall a good dog, and one story I remember with her was I was like seven, my parents finally let me take her for a walk alone, I felt all responsible and all cool like I had a dog, so we walked to the limit my parents set for me to go, and when I was gonna turn around, Lily wouldn't go. So me not having a phone, had to wait a half hour until Lily wanted to turn back. Allie: She's the dog I have now, and she's like my best friend. I have a lot of stories about her but my favorite is this one. She had just met my friend, and my friend was sitting on my couch (this was when Allie was little) so Allie climbs up and sits on top of my friends head. Allies kind of a dope. There we go Would like to hear your pet stories.
Here are some stories about all of the animals that I've had. Sidious: I have a black lab, and he loves to chase pretty much anything that moves. He even tries to jump on the walls if he sees a reflection from something. Once he was on the couch, which has a window behind it, and he saw a squirrel. He wasn't thinking and didn't realize that there was a window in between the squirrel and him, so he jumped for it, then hit his head on the window. Heidi: Heidi used to like to sleep on top of my dad's weights when she was a puppy. She also starts howling whenever anyone in the house cries. One time she also got shot, and we still don't know who did it. She escaped the yard, and when we found her and brought her inside, we noticed there was something sticky on her fur. Then we looked closer and realized it was blood. We took her to the vet and they found out that luckily it was only a metal pellet, most likely from a bb gun, not a real, more harmful bullet. Eric: Eric was one of the most obnoxious cats I've ever owned. He used to come up to me, wanting me to pet him, then after like 30 seconds he would start clawing my hand. If I refused to pet him to begin with, he would just start meowing nonstop until I gave him attention, or he would literally come over to me and lay on top of my laptop keyboard. He also loved going outside. He wouldn't try to run away, he just loved to lay on the porch. Unfortunately, us letting him outside caused his death, because apparently the rabbits around our house were infected with tularemia, which he got, most likely from coming into contact with a dead rabbit that had the disease. We ended up having to put him to sleep. Siamese Cat: I honestly don't remember her name. All I remember is that she was Siamese, and she loved any kind of attention she could get. We had to put her down because she ended up getting cancer. I don't remember any specifics about the type of cancer or where it was. Willow: Our cat Willow hates everyone except for my mom, and occasionally she will put up with my brother. Whenever anyone but my mom tries to touch her in any way, she will either run away or start playfully biting you, and if you don't respond to that, she will actually bite you. We got her because her previous owner, who was one of my mom's friends, was moving out of the state and couldn't take care of her cat anymore, so she gave the cat to us. Other Cat: I have no idea what this cat's name is. She is still alive, we just never gave her a name that everyone calls her by. She is afraid of everyone except for my mom. Anyone else can literally look at her and she will run away. She normally hides in my mom's room 99% of the time, unless she comes out of the room to eat. Smeagol: This cat's name is a funny story. When we brought him home, he was a pure white cat, really skinny, and seemed like he was underfed. My parents jokingly said that he looked like Smeagol from Lord of The Rings. When no one could think of a name for him, we all just started calling him Smeagol. He is by far the craziest cat I've ever seen. He literally tries to randomly climb up walls. He does it so much that my mom eventually bought double sided tape to put on the corners of the walls so he can't climb up the walls and tear the wall paper. He also is convinced that he is starving and has no food if his food bowl is half empty. Gracie: Gracie was the first cat that I ever had. She always sat on the same chair literally all day unless she was getting up to get a drink of water or get food. She also loved attention. She didn't care what you did to her. When my brother was around 3 years old, he would literally lay on top of the cat an she wouldn't move. This is much longer than I planned for it to be, but there's no point in deleting it. I guess this is what happens when I become bored on a Saturday
My old cats name was Wink Wink (she was about 1 at this time) She was a very lovable and mellow cat. When I was little I was obsessed with pushing dolls in carriges. One day i took my cat and strapt her in carriage, and pushed her around the house. She didnt try to get out or anything... Now I think, poor cat. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
I had a pet fish (forgot her name), and being the careless child that I was I forgot to feed her. Needless to say, she died of starvation. That's probably the main reason why I can't have pets anymore xD
