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Gizmo's Revenge
Gismo’s Two Triggers Years ago, my family had a full-blooded Pekingese. His name was, Gizmo. That’s him in the picture up top. Gizmo was one of the sweetest and easy-going dogs I had ever seen. He had a lot of energy, but he was still pretty laid back and accepting of just about any situation. However, there were always two things that would make him instantly angry and change his attitude. From the time he was a puppy, all the way through adulthood, if he heard the word, “bath” or was left alone, he would turn into a spiteful little thing.
By Timothy A Rowland5 years ago in Petlife
The Secret Life of Ki
My owner left me forever again. My name is Kiwi, or Ki for short. I am a bunny, not a dog, not a cat, I am all rabbit. It's time to cause chaos! First thing, I need to rob the fridge, I have not ate anything in an hour. Score, I found some greens, grapes, and some left over veggie dip! It is time to surf the web, got to check my Instagram and see how my followers are doing. My zoom call is at 12, this is where I chat with my cousins, Bagel, Bucky, Ellie, Baker, and Pumpkin. This is where we talk about our humans, and how we actually own them, and it is cute that they think they own us. They clean up our poop, they spend money to feed us, and we do not even have to pay rent. Humans are not bright! Now, I am out the door, I got to get my manicure and pedicure, and then I have to get a bang trim. My beautiful mane is nice and fresh. Starbucks is next on the list, I am obviously vegan, so I settle for almond milk, if I am feeling spicy I go for the oat milk. They know me well at Starbucks, and have my order ready immediately. You are probably thinking how do I have money to afford all this luxury? Have you seen how cute I am? I get a lot of perks. It's time for yoga, I have to clear my mind, after all I live a very stressful life of sleeping, playing, destroying my human's belongings, and of course eating. I hop all the way home, and say hello to my brother and sister, they are obviously adopted. (They have scales, and bad attitudes). They do not support my vegan lifestyle, and often judge me for maintaining my image. They are a drag. They spend most days sleeping, and eating crickets. It is now time to watch television, I love reality t.v. I just know one day I will be a star. They call me a diva already, I am just waiting for my big break! I start chewing on my toys, and then remember, I am a lady, and immediately stop acting in such a rude manner. I look at my nails adoringly, and think about how grateful I am to be this spoiled. I start hopping and running all around my apartment, what a great day. Alright, that is enough cardio, time for a fifteen minute nap. YAWN! Time to eat some hay. I wonder how I can guilt my human into giving me more treats, maybe she will be late with my dinner, and she will just hand the treats over! A bunny can dream. I then search the room, there is a pair of shoes, they do not have any teeth marks. How could I have missed this? They are my mom's favorite boots. Faux leather taste delicious! I also spot a phone charger (aka spicy hay), it is my FAVORITE, luckily for me it is not plugged into to the wall. I can feel it in my soul, my human will be home soon. I love my human, she rescued me, and I have been with her since I was six weeks old. I think I also rescued her. I can hear her car, and I know the sound of her steps. Yay! My best friend is home to tell me about her day, and how much she missed me. She walks in, I start running all around, excited to see her. She gives me pets, my dinner, and an extra papaya treat! This is the life! Luckily, she will never know about my secret outings into the world. Thank you for reading. Love, Ki
By Stacey Leigh5 years ago in Petlife
The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly
What is a service dog? According to the Americans With Disabilities Act, service animals are used to mitigate their handler's disabilities. These highly trained animals are becoming more and more common. With the rise of legitimate service animals, there is also a rise in fake ones. I am a service dog handler myself. Welcome to my story about the daily struggles of being a handler.
By Liv Tanner5 years ago in Petlife
Bella the Good Puppy
I can hear my human’s car revving as she pulls out of the driveway. A daily ritual that occurs at exactly 7:15 a.m. on the dot. The morning air has become crisp and the smell of homemade spiced coffee comforts the kitchen. This is my favourite season: the one where the trees shed their coats, leaving the streets painted with brightly coloured leaves. Every morning before she leaves, my human takes me out for a short, brisk walk. My warm breath is visible as it spurs out of me like smoke. I pretend I’m a dragon while I hop along the grass looking for the perfect spot to relieve myself and simultaneously mark my territory.
By Camille Sanghera5 years ago in Petlife
King Kilo
I’m Kilo, my humans say that I am a “flame point siamese cat”. I have long whiskers for the best senses, stunning white fur, eyes as blue as the ocean and a striped orange tail that I like to wag when I am ferociously hunting. I am gorgeous, my sister Bella only wishes she were as beautiful as me! I think that is why she sometimes attacks me - jealousy is not a good look BELLA! Anyways, my life as a lion had been great up until the humans got this new pet camera. They think that it is me breaking things while they are gone. Can you believe that? It was all “my baby boy” and “what a pretty boy he is” and now this?
By A. D. DOUGHTY 5 years ago in Petlife
Things to Make Your Dog Live Longer and Healthy
Nothing in this world can match the unconditional love which dogs offer to us. They are indeed the best companions one can ever ask for. If we have them at our house, it becomes our duty to provide them with the best care possible.
By Mila Jones5 years ago in Petlife
The Chronicles of the silliest Guard Dog
Knock, knock. My eyes snap open. Knock. My ears prick. Knock, knock. This must be it; the enemy. I leap from the sofa and send out an alarm call. Quiet. I run to the kitchen and grab the nearest weapon. This is what I've been training for. Knock, knock. Again? The enemy is persistent. My cry for back-up has proven futile so I try once more, louder this time. I wait, grasping my weapon firmly. I will not let the enemy win, I need to make the humans proud, if only they were here now to see how brave I am being.
By Lauren Chambers5 years ago in Petlife
How you can make a strong bond with your pet?
A lot has been written about the human-animal relationship, and the advantages it can offer to companion animal owners. Pets are often viewed as more or less interchangeable, as though the relationship makes no difference if the pet happens to be a cat, dog, or rabbit.
By Lena Jhonson5 years ago in Petlife
Jorge’s Door Watching Sleep Routine
Jorge’s Door Routine When Only I Was Home He has since passed away, but the family dog, Jorge, had a routine that he would perform every time my parents were gone. His routine only changed slightly when there were no humans at all in the house. When my parents were gone, he would alternate between staying on my heels and going to check to see if there were any indicators that they had returned. Of course, I never could figure out why he would constantly check the door, after all, he could hear someone outside from inside, even if he was on the other side of the house from where they were.
By Timothy A Rowland5 years ago in Petlife
