death : animals - I Used To Believe

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When I was three or four, I secretly pulled my cat's tail to get it to meow onto a tape recorder. When the cat died several months later, I was convinced that it was because I had pulled his tail. I still felt guilty thinking about that poor cat, even years after learning about the digestive problem that actually killed him (and despite understanding that death by tail-pulling is not a possibility!) I think I finally stopped feeling this way at around 15 or 16.

guilt-ridden cat-lover

When i was young i used to believe that when a animal died if the animal was bad it was turned into a cloud so when i saw a cloud shaped like a animal i thought it was once living & BREATHING organism i thought rain was these cloud animals spit and these cloud animals were being bad still

Corey

I remember when i was little my aints dog was very sick and she talked about putting him to sleep...I thought it was a great idea to put him to sleep and fix whatever was wrong with him...

lulu

I used to believe that dogs and cats would be able to speak to us when we all died and went to heaven. This is why sometimes dogs would stare at you - they were paying close attention to what you were doing so they could remember for the afterlife. I was particularly embarrassed about what my childhood dog might reveal about me, so I would tell her lots of stories to try and confuse her about what was made up and what actually happened.

Nugs

When I was small My rabbit was very ill and my dad decided that he would put it to sleep so we woke and he said the rabbit had "past away" but then 4 days ago It came out and actually he had hit it over the head with a hammer.

Treeser Green

When I was about 8 my dog got hit by a car and had to be put to sleep. My parents explained the vet would give her a needle and she would just go to sleep forever. I was so upset about this that I would cry for hours at night. My parents thought I was just upset that the dog was dead but really it was because I thought if she slept forever instead of dying that she'd never go to heaven. I didn't know why they wouldn't just let her die.

I still miss Maggie

When my dog died, I was convinced she was still alive, just "Holding her breath!" I thought that dieing meant you just stopped breathing; I had no clue about the heart needing to beat...

Hey, I was only five!

*Holds breath* I'm dead!

I used to believe that I could pray for any animal that I cared for that passed away to go to heaven. I thought if I did this, one day, when I went to heaven, I'd have all of my animal friends there to meet me, but if I couldn't pray for too many because for each one, that took part of my place in heaven and if I prayed for to many, I'd never make it to heaven at all because I'd have given them all of my place there.

sunray117

i use to belive that when people died they became animals. when animals died they became people. so when my grampa died i found a kittion. and i thought he was my grampa so i called him gran.

lizzy

When I was 9 my cat called coco died of cancer. My parents told me that cancer was a angel that came and took her away because they wanted her in heaven because they liked he so much. then my next cat called honey got knocked down when she was 2. and my parents said to me that god killed her because he wanted her for his pet. So I went outside on to the street and yelled "SHES MY CAT NOT YOURS YOU DUMB GOD" i have been having bad luck ever since!!!

Heather May

i used to think when a human died it turned to a dog then squirl then lizard and every animal so every pet i had(ALOT) were all named frank or bob or lidia

brought up confused

When I was around three or four, our cat Critter died. When I wondered where she had gone, my older sister told me that Critter was in a hole in the ground because she got too old.
That left me with the image of my cat underground with a long grey beard.

Anon

when my brother and I where kids, we used to have a dog called Jewls. She had been in the family for 16 years. When she died I was 8 and my brother 5. My father explained to us how Jewls had gone to heaven. The next day my mother was surprised to see my brother throwing sticks high up in the air, so she asked him what he was doing and he answered: I am playing with Jewls

Marissa

I remember one really traumatic moment when my mother was talking to my sister about the "pound" and how they kill animals there. I heard "pond" and I imagined this big cement pond with people drowning animals. I really couldn't get over the fact that I wasn't allowed to have a dog and people would kill dogs. It took a few years before I knew it wasn't a big pond for drowning dogs and cats.

When I was a little girl my Dad told me that if horses laid down they would die.
I was in my thirty's before I found out otherwise.

Pam

When I was little, I believed that animals died the way they did in the cartoons - they just flopped down on their backs and put their feet in the air.

I firmly believed that until one day. I saw a squirrel run across the street and get hit by a minivan doing over fifty (in the suburbs). Needless to say, it has remained one of my most vivid memories.

Jessica Tinch

When I was about 7, we had a goat by the name of Claude. He disappeared one day, and my parents told me he had gone to live on a farm, as he wasn't suitable for the rainforest where we lived. It was only when I was 25 that my mother told me he was eaten alive by dingoes (wild dogs native to Australia), and they were his horns sitting above our friend's fireplace in the house where I used to play often as a child.

Maria

My cousin used to have a pet named Pamster the Hamster- it was a vicious little beast that bit everyone's fingers. One day her mother heard her calling "Look, Mommy! Pamster's letting me pet her!" And it certainly was... lying very, very quietly...

Anon

I used to think think that meat was taken from animals like an operation and they recovered afterwards. i was horrified when i discovered the truth and I'm now a vegetarian!

Megan

When my sister was younger she believed that all animals had the right to be warm, this included chickens. However, chickens were outside animals, and could not be let inside the house.
One particular day when it was extra windy, my sister decided that it was the perfect time to "warm" up our poor chicken. So she stood on the outside wall of our laundry room and held the chicken up to the heat vent. Slowly but surely the chicken took in more carbon monoxide fumes than one could handle at any given time.
That's one chicken that didn't take off running after it lost its head...

S2Aries

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