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I used to believe that when u put to sleep a dog or something u would take it to the vet and they would give it a shot and it would fall into a deep sleep and it would wake up once i die.
I used to believe that semi trucks pulling pigs for slaughter were just the farmer taking the pigs for a ride on the expressway.
We had a non-breed dog named Sam for about 7 years when my Mum became pregnant with my Sister to be. My parents said that Sam, me and the new Baby will be too much for my Mum to look after, so when I was at School one day Sam was taken to a Canine Sanctuary.
When I was about 20 years old I told my current girlfriend and she asked if that was true, suggesting in reality Sam had been put to sleep.
Naively, It had never occured to me this could be the case. 10 Years later, I have still not asked my parents in case it is true and Sam was not adopted after all.
When my guinea pig died when I was about 6, I wrote all these letters to her addressed to "Heaven" and put them in the mailbox. I am 15 now and was looking through my memorobilia and I found all the letters hidden in a corner. My mother kept them and hid them from me.
when i was little we had this dog named Dusty...well one day he was just gone so I asked my older sister where he went-she told me he jumped out the window and ran away- my mom had actually had him put to sleep..though I didn't even realize it until i was like 16
My former teacher's dog died a few months ago. Her kids are about two and three, and they were upset about it, so they asked their parents where their dog went. They said their dog went to go live with God. A few weeks later, they drove by the vet's office and one of the kids called out "Look, it's God's house!" or something similar. As their vet's son was in my class at the time, my teacher had to inform him that his father was now God.
When I was about six years old, I had a neighbor and we were really good friends. I used to go to her house everyday. Her dog just died and we were both finding out about death. We had this big huge idea to write letters to dead people/animals.We were going to take them to heaven with us. If you only knew how many hours we spent in her basement writing letters to her dead dog!
When I was around 4 years old I always wondered how dinosaurs died off. I also wondered where did shoes come from. You never see any shoe factories, if you've noticed. So I assumed wrongly that the dinosaurs went extinct because they shrunk down and turned into shoes, then people come because we now had shoes.
we had lots of animals around the house and still do. one time, my gran's old dog died naturally.of course, i was sad as Tikka wasn't there anymore...untill my father told me she had gone to Cyprus. thing is, he travelled alot and one time,he had to go to Cyprus! i was petrified that he would never come back!
i had a hampster that died when i was little and my mom put it in a cool whip container so i then thought cool whip was made out of dead hampsters years later i was still really little my uncle served it to me at a party and i told him i didn't want to eat it because i didn't think dead hampsters tasted very good.
When I was little I asked my mother how the "lucky rabbit foot" got color. (ie purple, blue, pink... etc) She told me that they dyed them. I thought that meant that rabbits turned colors after thay died!
When I was about 7 years old I had a little tiny parakeet named Sky. One day he wasn't looking too good but my brother had karate so I had to go to his karate with my mom. I told my mom that we needed to take him to the 'doctor' but she wouldn't stand for it. When I came back from karate I saw my bird laying on the bottom of his cage. I ran and told my mom that Sky was fine, he just needed some rest before he felt better and immediately explained that he was sleeping soundly.
My mother just looked at me sadly and told me we had to make him a bed ( which was a checkbox) and let him 'sleep' in the ground for a while. I suddenly realized what had happened ( my mom told me the same thing when my Grandma died earlier that year)and I cried a long time.
When I was about 9 or 10 I had a goldfish that I won at the school carnival. One morning I woke up and found that the fish had jumped out of it's bowl onto the floor and died. I ran into the other room where my brother (younger) and father were seated watching cartoons and asked what happened. Upon examination my father convinced both my brother and I that the fish commited suicide after seeing my brother's face earlier that morning. We still laugh about it even today.
I lived in Texas when I was five, and for the first time saw an Armadillo laying on the side of the highway. My dad, for my benefit (I guess) told me that the armadillo's like to walk to the road and lay down to "sun themselves" on the side of the road. At my High School graduation party, my father overheard me telling my friends that the armadillos in Texas will walk up to the side of the road to "get a tan". He immediately corrected me, and told me he should have just told they were dead.
when i was little, (sad as it may seem)my best friend was my cat.
one day on our way to school she got hit by a car, ran into a brick wall and ran under the house. when we came home i went looking for her.. i found her lying all stiff on the floor.
my big brother said "no.. she's not dead.. she's just sleeping.." it was nice of him to try but the fact that the cat's eyes were open and flys were in them didn't help much.. how dumb do people think little kids are? lol
At a dinner party we were talking about childhood pets, when my mother told about how her cat had become to old to live at home anymore and had gone to live in a home for retired cats, this had happened when she was quite young (about 10).
As the story was told she suddenly realised that the cat had, in reality been taken to the vet and put down.
The sudden realisation that she had never mourned her precious childhood pet dawned on her and she collapsed in tears, as the 30 years of mistake became clear!
My parents have a field behind their house and their dog would dig up the field mice and eat them. My children were spending the day with grandma and playing with the dog in the field. To their horror they watched the dog dig up a nest of mice that was full of babies, the dog was already full so he left them alone. The boys brought the baby mice to grandma to save them from the dog. Well grandma would not have the mice in the house so she told the boys to put them back in the hole and cover it with a bucket to keep the dog out. When I arrived to pick up my children they rushed to tell me about their pet mice and dragged me to the field. There they lifted a large bucket and started to dig up little dead mice. I asked them why they were playing with dead mice and I was told that they were just sleeping. You see, grandms said that mice lived undergound so they buried to keep them safe from the dog. They were shocked and heart broken when I told them that the mice had died
When i was about 5 our neighbor's goldfish died and she was unhappy.
The same day my parents took me with them shopping and i asked them to leave me in the petshop "as always i like watching animals - so they didn't ask why".
I can remeber it took me ages to steal a fish and i quickly put it in my pocket.
Later that day i went to our neighbor and gave her the fish i had thinking when its put in water it'll be oky again.
My friend was told that if a hampster dies it could be brought back to life by warming it up. When she found her hampster lying very still one morning she belived it dead although the hampster was just sleeping. Not having a microwave she quickly rushed to her oven in a desperate attempt to resusatate her beloved pet. unfortunatly to left the hampster in a little to long and it caught fire! what was worse, she believed the flames meant her hampster was going to hell!
When I was little my mother told me that dead animals on the road were "just sleeping." "There just sleeping Haley."
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