7 was I when my first pet dog sprung in my life.
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I only had him for less than a week. My mom reported that he escaped, but I severely doubt that.
My family wasn’t a fan of pets, and mom was a special mention. Apparently, pets pee whenever, wherever and are dependency. It’s pretty much comparable to a human baby so I wonder what has it’s been like when I was a baby.. Maybe I’d be thankful that I can’t remember.
My unrestrainedly rich uncle owns a successful fish pond business, and he gave me a tiny turtle that I loved. Everytime I arrive home from school I check him out in the water barrel at the side of our house, and he’ll be there just floating around. I’m telling you, he’s like this wile one here:
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Cool huh? Not long was the stay of my pet turtle. A storm came by and indoors was the safest place for the family. When the sky cleared out, I checked him in his barrel habitat and it was full. The water piled up and the turtle got away. You know what slow turtles always say, “so long, sucker!”
I was given another chance and my uncle gave me two fighting fishes, blue and red. They’re like underwater angels, see:
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I’m torn, can’t decide which one is more flamboyant – them or peacocks. Anyway, you shouldn’t put them in one fishbowl together or else they’ll kill each other. That is exactly what happened, and some people just wanted to see it live in action.
The last pet I had, was also the fastest gone out. My grandfather gave me one lovebird from his collection, looking like this:
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Didn’t even had the chance to see him fly. He only dropped dead hours after I got him. I was 12. But now I learned that love birds tend to suicide when separated with their loved one. Awww, made me feel better. I thought I just have a pet killing aura that got stronger.
All these pets come and go in a flash, I didn’t even get to name any of them. Thing is, I want so bad to have pets; well, the lasting types. I desired a dog most especially, up to now.
I wanted to share how my dog buddy messed my dad’s cake, or how many times my sissy hamster got away and found in laundry, or how a false-scorpion-outbreak-alert can make people jump every single time; but except for the death-themed ones, I don’t have any delighting pet story to share that people would fancy hearing.
Do you have any pet story that are funny, cute, embarrassing, or any story you’re proud to share?
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Did you try a pet rock?
I had several pets. From a room filled with fish tanks (I was breeding them succesfully – I actually was able to bred the Betta Splendes – the fighting ones- males get along if they were bred together.)
Parakeets – One of them died because she was old and her mate died because he was alone and sad.
Cats, dogs, snakes, lizzards and tritons. Tritons were actually temporary, I was rescuing them because their pond was dredged at the time and I gave them a temporary home and then I returned them to their pond. They would escape through the net I put over their tank and we found them…everywhere – mummified, fried like raisins.
Now I won’t take any pets in anymore. Maybe a cat or a dog someday. I prefer to say that all the animals in the zoo are my pets and I provide for them by paying for the entrance fee.
Nice! You had befriended animals I never though of being pets. Like snakes, It must be hard to keep up with, huh?
Yeah I like a dog too. If it didn’t turn out to stay for long, then I’ll consider a pet rock 😉 Thanks Stefan
I once had a fish tank full of wonderful colourful fish of many species that all got along marvellously. One day, in the fish shop, I spotted a lovely looking fish, about 3 inches long, with gorgeous tiger markings down each side.
‘What’s this then?’.
‘Astronautus Oscellatus’. It even sounds nice.
‘So how big will it get?’.
‘How big is your tank?’
’48 x 24 x 24 inches’
‘Plenty big enough, he’ll do well in there’
What the fish shop guy omitted to tell me was that my tiny little Oscar (their common name) was the MOST voracious thing I’d owned to date (I did surpass it eventually – another story if you want it!). This fish ate everything I fed it. Dry food and mealworms to begin with, then he put some weight on and off we went. Dog food, bits of cooked chicken and lastly – every single fish in the tank! Even used to jump out of the water dolphin style to take food from my fingers.
Oscar eventually passed after many years of solitude in the original tank (served him right – he’d eaten all his friends)
But he was a very good looking fish.
J
He don’t bite human fingers, do they? I feel sorry for the many species on your tank, all for Oscar. I googled him, so handsome yeah! Funny story too
Tweety A Connoisseur of Rock-And-Roll By Cherokee Billie
I will never forget the first time my little sky blue Parakeet, Tweety, heard the song, “Stairway To Heaven.” The year was 1974 when Led Zeppelin first released; “Stairway To Heaven”, I was a young married, 23 years old, and usually had the stereo on loud every morning in our rented house after my husband went to work.
Tweety’s cage was right next to one of the stereo speakers in the living room, as Tweety enjoyed music so much. I had Tweety since 1967 so she knew rock-and-roll really well living with me. Tweety would lose control bopping up and down while chirping loudly whenever I put on music by Jimi Hendrix. Tweety would chirp softly to the Beatles. Tweety was a true connoisseur of music.
Tweety’s cage stood about 3 feet from the base with a large wood branch extending from the bottom to the top of the cage. There was several little branches shooting out from the main branch and Tweety would perch on the different branches depending on what she wanted to see or hear at that moment. Her favorite jutting branch was toward the top of her cage where Tweety would stand poised like a ballerina about to engage in her own choreograph, which she often did bobbing and weaving to the music.
This particular morning Tweety was on her favorite branch enjoying the music from the radio. The song “Stairway To Heaven” came on the radio for the first time. The song starts very softly with Robert Plant singing in a very beautiful tone. I noticed Tweety was stretched as far as her little body could stretch to get her ear, as close to the speaker as possible. I watched mesmerized at how still and quiet Tweety was during the first part of the song. Normally she would be chirping along with the music. But not today – not during this song.
Suddenly Robert Plant burst out with the verse, “As we wind on down the road,” accompanied by a barrage of heavy metal music; going from the soft melodious sound to harsh rock-and-roll. The contrast was startling to poor little Tweety. She fell instantaneously onto the floor of her cage. She looked stunned for a moment but started climbing back up the wood branch by her beak and feet to her favorite perch to finish listening to the song. Tweety listened in complete silence until the song concluded. If Tweety could have been a music critic she would have said, “That was the best song I have ever heard.”
After this episode whenever Tweety heard Robert Plant singing she would fall silent and study every tone of his voice. Tweety never did this with any other musician or song only with Robert Plant.
She continued to chirp and dance wildly for Jimi Hendrix and rock to the Beatles. Until the last day of her life she was a dedicated classic rock fan.
To this day when I hear, “Stairway to Heaven” I always picture the rapt attention of Tweety’s little face and I smile.
Oh God I want one!! I’m a Beatles fan too, we’ll just get along. Really great story, and you must have missed Tweety. How long did you have her?
I’m so glad you liked my story about Tweety. I had her for ten wonderful years. Not a day goes by that I do not remember her little sweet spirit.
I once had a border collie mix named Seamus. The night before he was supposed to be neutered, he took off our my back door. About an hour later, I receiveda phone call from an outraged gentleman on the next street, who had apparently allowed his purebred show Schnauzer lady, who was in heat, to wander unattended in his back yard, which was protected by a fence about two feet in height. I retrieved my dog,apologized profusely,and asked the fellow to call me if she had pups as the result of Seamus’s amatory labors, as I would be happy to find homes for them.
Many weeks later, I was walking Seamus (on leash) around the neighborhood, and, as we passed his lady friend’s house, he nearly jerked me off my feet trying to get at the boxwood hedge that formed the front border of the front yard. When I investigated, there were seven tiny Seamuses, all having seriously bad hair days. This was in July, and all the pups except for one had perished from dehydration.
That one pup became my Sheila, the sweetest dog ever. She was two weks oldand fragile as spun glass when I found her, and was almost sixteen (outliving Seamus by nine years, but that’s another story) when she died just before Christmas of 2008, having snuggled by my side through one abusive relationship, my marriage to my most excellent dog-loving husband, and the birth of our two oldest children — the oldest of whom still sighs from time to time and says, “I miss Sheila. I remember when she used to wash my face after I ate something messy.”
That’s too sweet. I’m eyeing out for a border collie because they said the dog’s smart and I like the ones that can run with me while I jog. Hey, thanks for saving Sheila, I definitely want one for me and for kids (for the future :)) as well
I think you should … get one of those … Tatty Teddies .. instead. Talk about bad luck for the pets to end up with you. *smile. Brilliant if sad .. reading.
I know! It’s not sad now, I just laugh about that misfortune. I’ll try a dog, then a pet rock was suggested if it didn’t turn out alright. Then I’ll get a teddie in case the rock got away too 😉
Yes, it was fun to read about your pet-trials. What is a pet rock ?????
HAHA! A pet rock is the most economical and convenient pet ever. It’s a rock taken as pet. It doesn’t do much
Okay .. now I know something I didn’t know this morning. *laughter – thought it was somehting like that – but can’t be to sure with you guys, over there.
Alright. It was probably invented for cases like me you know
They say that we live longer if we have a pet … but grandma hated pets (I think, was never allowed to have one – just like you) and she became 91. I think you have yourself as a pet, put all the afford into yourself.- just like me.
I have a pretty good snake story. I should blog it sometime! Don’t feel bad, my daughter had been playing with her hamster all day when she stepped on it….
See, I don’t know how you can keep up with a snake in your house. I mean, how can you sleep without worrying that you’ll wake up with a snake wrapped around your arm or something haha. I’m looking forward to your snake story though
Poor hamster by the way, sad and funny altogether
Thanks for stopping by and the like for my post about my golden retriever! And yes, he looked a lot like that picture you have on this post when we brought him home 🙂
Jake and Winston are awesome together!
My first pet was a dog, puddles was his name. He was a mixed breed of what I dont know.
I cant ever remember him not being with us when I was a kid so I guess he was part of the family before me. He was a great dog always with us on our “adventures”. When he passed I was 11 or so and I made him a headstone out of a flat field rock and chiseled his name in it with my dads chisel and hammer
I hope my family is a dog lover too Jim, you must have had great adventures!
Oddly enough, this did not inspire me to share a pet story. It did inspire homicidal feelings towards your mother.
Well, she’s my mother so.. That’s not my intention though
My first memory in life was driving to pick up my St. Benard puppy who we named Tiny. 🙂
Sometimes we are most thankful for that first meeting time, thanks for visiting 😀
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I have had many kinds of pets over the years, but I still prefer the unconditional love of a dog.
That’s why I’m looking out for a dog too, hoping it’ll not be a fatal or abrupt ending 🙂 What kinds of pets have you had?
Beta, cats, turtle, rock!
I could never imagine a home without pets. For as long as I could remember we are a family of animal lovers. Pets would range from the domesticated types to the not – so – domesticated ones like boa constrictors, monitor lizards, civets, monkeys, etc. At present we adopted four stray cats and our neighbor is going to give us a puppy. =) It’s hard to lose a pet, most especially when you’ve been accustomed to living with him/her. But then again, everything is temporary and pets do come and go. Although we also have to be responsible enough to ensure their welfare. I hope you’ll have the dog that you’ve always dreamed of. Not everyone appreciates the beauty of having animals around. Good luck! =)
Thanks thanks, I’m wishing for a good luck too, for my future dog buddy haha. That’s nice of you to open your home to animals. I know they’re temporary, but I like mine to stay a little longer.
Oh my, what horrible luck you had with animals! I hope one day you do have a pet – they are so great (even though, yes, they do have ‘accidents’ on the floor from time to time.)
I have three cats and three dogs at the moment, so I could tell you lots of stories. But I won’t bore (or scare) you with those right now 😆
Hey that’s fine, give me the highlights. Ooh do they chase each other around? Haha it’s just the dog-cat hate relationship they portray in cartoons 🙂
Omg, do I have a few pet stories! After rereading this one, I see that I was WRONG. I swore we would not seek a replacement pet, but one came and sought us. A week after the death of our boxer, and weiner dog moved himself right in and refused to leave. So, we still have 4 dogs, 2 cats, a few turtles, some fish, frogs, lizards, and a bird! Welcome to the ZOO
I know boxer has spent 11 wonderful years with you, I can only imagine. Yeah that’s like a mini zoo there. How do you manage them? I mean, the cats must have tried eating your fishes or them chased by dogs 😉
My husband always “Introduces” the animals to each other, so they kind of know which ones they can’t eat. We have some funny pics of our bird sitting on the Labrador and the cat snuggled up with a dog…
I don’t know if you saw my cat vs. skunk epistle the other day…oy, vey, that was something!!!! Too long to recreate for you here, but check it out if you’re interested!
Aww, the dry and happy kittens are so cute! It’s a huge responsibility though, isn’t it? Especially when they’re new to your place and they pee and poop at, you know, exposed areas. Then you’ll clean up that too, much more was the struggle during baths. But they’re adorable, should be worth it
Oh, such a sad story. Pets are individuals. It is a big responsibility to have a pet. Starving dog…that’s too much…
I’m partly to be blamed for that. That won’t happen again, I’ll make sure!
I too killed pets 🙂
Oh, wait, that’s not a good thing 😕
When I was growing up, I had cats. Apparently I had to get a new one every few weeks as I Loved them to death, Literally!
Reminds me of Elmyra Duff 😉
Hope you get a long-lasting pet soon ♥
God Love You ♥
haha I know we’ll try better for our next pet 😀 Thanks for coming here
I come from a family that loves dogs. My mom and dad had several dogs when they were kids and they still have that love for dogs until now. At the moment, we have 4 dogs, 2 pomeranian spitzes , a rottweiler and a dog of an unknown breed.
Being a dog person I never thought I’d pick a up a stray kitten (this happened more than 10 years ago), maybe because I was so guilty having dissected a cat (2 of them, actually) because it was a course requirement when I was in college. Anyway, I named that cat ‘Tama’, a japanese word, short for ‘tamashii’ which means soul. I spoiled this cat too much. One time, it was meowing for his food and my mom’s friend gave it a small but whole fish. Tama simply stared back at her then meowed endlessly again to my mother’s friend’s confusion. Any cat would have sinked their teeth into that piece of fish, but not my Tama. I figured out that since I always pick out the flesh from the fish, removing all bones in the process, Tama wanted the same thing again. He wants his dinner served without the fish bones.True enough, after I ‘dissected’ the fish, he ate with contentment.
We moved to the countryside a few years later and imagined our surprise when we saw several snake heads on the ground – Tama was responsible for that. Too bad he passed away about 6 years ago, and no, he didn’t die from snake bite. I’m considering adopting another cat, but with 4 dogs, I think that would be difficult.
I hope you get a pet that stays with you 🙂
I know how horrible it is to dissect cats, I did 2 of them too while in college – over and over again! Anyway, didn’t know cats can eat snakes, what a big notch from fish flesh haha. Hey, thanks and thanks for your story!
Sooo funny I had all the same pets when I was younger!! My beta was names cornbread! Know idea why he was like the blue one in the picture! Funny thing is I was 19 not 12!
Sorry for all the pets that died. I would love to have pets too, but I believe I have this pet killing aura too! Hahaha.
I figured fish would be the easiest to care for during my college time. First time, I bought 4 gold fish. All of them died a week later. Cause of death, unknown. Then I got another 6, thought the previous 4 could have died of loneliness. They all died 3 days later. I didn’t give up, got another 3 gold fish. Damn, again they died within 3 days!
My house-mate once asked me to take care of a pair of his hamsters while he was away. The hamsters died one after another within a day, with plenty of food and water. I found one of them half dead with the body hanging outside the cage but the head inside. Suicide?!
Oh boy, I really think I’m a pet killer!
Still, I wish to have a dog/cat.