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I Thought I Would Be a Strict Dog Owner
At my parents' house, we never locked up the dogs unless they were puppies and still in the process of being house trained. They roamed free during the day when we were gone for school and work. Rachel (my sister) and I would come home from school and the dogs would come racing to the front door to greet us. Mostly, it was Lady, our little, black Cocker Spaniel that would ALWAYS bring us one of her toys to show us, but never let us have. We were definitely easy going dog owners at my parents' house.
By Samantha Popp8 years ago in Petlife
The Love of My Life
I know there are many out there who will say, "but it's just a dog." Firstly, "it's" a "he," and secondly, there's no such thing as "just a dog." I believe there's no such thing as "just" any sort of animal, actually. They all have remarkable personalities; cows listen to music and turkeys like hugs. But for me, my little slice of family comes in the shape of a Jack Russell Terrier. Cooper is not big or brilliantly behaved or even particularly nice to everyone. But he's mine. And through no choice of my own...I'm his. This little dog who doesn't even stand as high as my wellies and who weighs in at quite a hefty stone and a bit has become a torch for me. When I cry, he licks my tears, and when he is filled with joy on his beach walk, do you know what he does? About 100 metres away, he turns around, grins at me, and like a tiny missile, hurls himself from wherever he is, straight into my knees. This is love.
By Julie Lewis8 years ago in Petlife
Unexpected Death
So this is a short story on how I had lost my special someone, who was very dear to my heart. To be honest nothing could ever and I mean ever replace the one that you loved the most. I do understand the circumstances that you can't always help them when they need you to. But you can try your best to help them in a way that prevents it from happening again.
By Sequoia Finlay8 years ago in Petlife
Things Pets Do That Make Us Wanna Rip out Our Hair
Animals are a small part of what makes life better, whether it's from a funny online video that make Monday better; or coming home to their adorable faces, there is always something they can do to make us feel better. This is most true for dogs in my household, which currently holds three rescue dogs. They are the highlight of my days and the joy of everything, but things aren't always perfect with them. It amazes me how much trouble these three can get into just in one day, but how they still manage to captivate and steal my heart every day. The following below are just a few of the things that I have dealt with in my house from the triplets of destruction.
By Bri Sowell8 years ago in Petlife
Peanut: the First Chapter
My partner and I begun this journey of buns back in 2017, when we rescued two bonded female lionheads. We named them Angel and Luna, but they were very scared and timid. Luna slowly became aggressive in her new environment, while Angel eventually opened up and started to play. They never really showed much affection, but when they did it was phenomenal! I have always had animals, but my boyfriend has never had any before this. He was in love. Unfortunately, we became homeless and had go find them new homes :(
By Jessica Crossman8 years ago in Petlife
Fight
I heard the shouts of the club members around me urging me on. "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" "I do not fight puppies!" I snarled as I looked down at the puppy. The crowd booed. It was my job to give the club a fight. To entertain them. The gangs and rich dogs paid and I showed them a good time. To do so, I fought. Dogs. "As I have told my managers," I growled, "I. Don't. Fight. Puppies." I glared at the crowd of rich snobs and criminals and I bared my teeth. I watched as the pup cowered in front of me — clearly terrified — from the corner of my eye.
By Isabella Aguirre8 years ago in Petlife
I Have an Imaginary Dog for a Very Good Reason
When I was a child, a dog was always out of the question. My father wanted to buy an illegal exotic pet whilst my mother would say she was allergic to dogs and cats. We settled on a jar full of worms that I collected from the garden and eventually a goldfish with suicidal tendencies. After the death of my worms at the hands of my sisters, I was left alone with Bob the goldfish. I would chat to him for hours and in return he would commit suicide by jumping down the back of the freezer. Bob II would replace him and he lasted a relatively long time before his accidental death. It was my birthday and a shiny 50 pence coin would fall from my hand and into the tank, striking Bob II and dealing the goldfish a fatal blow.
By Johnny Vedmore8 years ago in Petlife
Raising Miniature Ducks
Call ducks (miniature ducks) were bred in the 19th century in Great Britain from Dutch lines of decoy ducks. They were bred to be super small so that they could lure wild ducks into traps and be able to escape through a tiny trapdoor. Call ducks could attract lots of wild ducks because their "call" is so loud it can be heard extremely far away.
By Kristine ellis8 years ago in Petlife
