I had lots of animals, but they all ended up... in bad ways.
My first dog, which I received as a gift, was apparently a special breed that everyone wanted. i received death threats saying that if I don't sell it, I die, so .... sold..
My second dog, yet another gift, was named Lily. She was instantly attached to me, but in the same day I got her, i found out I had a severe form of allergy to her fur. After I managed to sell her to someone who would take care of her.... she escaped their new owners' house and returned to my house. I tried giving her away. Same result. I got mad, i threw her in a bag and threw the bag in a train that was leaving for another country. Three days later, she was barking at my door. my neighbor tried to poison her, to no avail (he got caught for it, finally, he was poisoning all animals in the neighborhood). . I gave her to an animal shelter, and they put ehr in a cage. Six hours alter, she was back at my house. meanwhile, my allergy was getting worse, and i got sent to the hospital ( which is in another city). When I woke up the enxt day, the Police fined me for BRINGING A DOG. But I didn't.... oh, she followed the ambulance. They tranquilized her, sent her off to a place 500 miles away... and 5 days alter she was back at my house. A part-time exorcist offered his services for free and I took him up on the offer... and it was finally over after he said a prayer and sprinkled her with some stinky water. The dog started acting like a normal dog, no longer attached to me.
My third dog, Cody ( actually named Coditza , "Little Tail" in Romanian, but shortened to Cody,) was just a puppy. He was cute, playful, and an overall perfect pet. Until one night, a ferret sneaked in the backyard and murdered him.
My fourth dog, Lucky, was actually a stray dog. he had three more brothers, whom I named Ostrich (he kept on putting his head in holes in the ground), Hyena ( he was skinny, and had a stature and color scheme similar to hyenas) and Meerkat (he liked to stay on two feet and look around, like meerkats ). While Hyena and Meerkat became fully-fledged stray dogs by three months of age, Lucky and Ostrich were accustomed to my house , but then winter came, and all 4 had a common shelter in my backyard. lucky always chose to stay at the entrance, exposed to the cold weather, to protect his brothers, mostly because his fur grew faster, while the others barely had any fur. But one night, it was too cold, and in the morning, I found him frozen to death. I tried to dig a small grave for him, but his brothers dug him up and ate him, leaving his bare skull on my doorstep. The next night, Ostrich also died because of the cold weather , since Lucky was no longer there to warm them up. To this day, Hyena and Meerkat prowl the city streets , barking enraged at anyone who dares to get close to them, but still afraid of me, for some reason .
As for cats......
I had many cats, but always had to give them up to other people. Except little Tommy. I loved Tommy, he was my last pet. But he was only three months old. I used to give him shelter in the other half of duplex i live in ( the half i live in in normal, the other is in construction. ), until the owner decided to allow two hobos to live in the other half. So I had to keep him outside. In the very day they moved in, after i came back from skull, i found poor Tommy , dead, on the doorstep, with blood still dripping from his mouth. Apparently, a car ran him over, and one of the hobos brought him on the doorstep ( #hobologic? )
After this, I've decided to never EVER get another pet. Ever again. Too much attachment and too much disappointment when they finally die.
