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If we all strive for more freedom in our lives, if we have the right choose our own jobs, our own way of living, may we not decide whether we want to live or not?

Despair: Tony Nicklinson, pictured with wife Jane, died at home only a week after losing a High Court battle to allow doctors to end his life without fear of, euthanasia for loved one, euthanasia: merciful or murder, merciful killing, caring for the old, court

Photo from dailyrecord.co.uk

Euthanasia has been the cause of many debates worldwide. When we kill animals we do it fast to stop them from experiencing unnecessary pain. Do those animals want to die? Maybe so, their living conditions aren’t very good when humans put them in small cages. Animals can’t communicate with us, they can’t tell us if they agree. Would we let them live if they’d disagree? Maybe, if they could communicate, we might consider them equal to us, and we wouldn’t kill them. How can we be sure animals experience any pain at all? It is impossible, but we expect them to, it would be rather strange if they didn’t.

Tony Nicklinson was no animal. He was paralysed in 2005, and could only communicate with his eyes. Did he suffer from pain? Yes, he said his life had become a ‘nightmare’. Did he want to die? Yes, he lost many cases fighting for his right-to-die. Could he communicate, could he tell us he didn’t want to live anymore? Yes, he could and he did. Did we kill him, did we let him die without experiencing unnecessary pain? No.

Why didn’t we? Becauce the law says so? Is that a valid reason when someone has to live 7 years, paralysed? A healthy person who wants to die has many ways to do this. Tony didn’t, you can hardly kill yourself with your eyes. Doctors couldn’t because they would be murderers. His living conditions were worse than the animals we kill for food, living in small cages. If his living conditions are inhumane, does the law still apply to him?

After Tony lost a case in the High Court, he stopped eating, which was his death’s cause. It was his only option left. How could he enjoy living a life he didn’t want? How can you enjoy living if you’re forced to?

What is your opinion on the subject?

7 was I when my first pet dog sprung in my life.

Young Golden Retriever Pet, young white puppy, cute dog buddy, adorable dog likes photo and camera, outside in the grass white dog

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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:

Pet turtle, cute Pet turtle in hands, small Pet turtle, turtle escaped, white

Photo from photoXpress

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:

Pet Fighting Fish, blue and red fighting fish together, angel fish, pet fish at home, alone fish, underwater peacock, colorful fins

Photo from Michelle Tribe’s flickr

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:

Pet Lovebird, cute Pet Lovebird, alone and lonely lovebird, red strong love bird on a branch

Photo from photoXpress

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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