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When I was 6, my mom took my sister and I on a trip. When I came back, 20-some of our barn cats were gone and only a few remained. My father said he put an ad in the paper and a bunch of really nice people came and adopted them. Much later in life I found out he 'donated' them to the university for disection and experiments.
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.
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 younger (2 or 3) i had a fish called FiFi, he was my first pet and eventually we got him a brother who angrily took a bite out of FiFi! I was very angry and was so upset if i had a younger brother he would do the same to me! Anyway FiFi died from his horrific injury but being so naive my mum told me a man had taken him away whilst we were on holiday and that he was in the caribbean i only found out JUST THIS MINUTE that this story was infact untrue!
R.I.P FiFi
xXxXx
i used to think that if ur animal died and u diddnt feed him after he died hed come back to eat u.
When I was really little, my aunt's dog died. I didn't know what death was, I just knew the person went away and it was sad. And they couldn't ever be brought back. So when the dog died, I imagined Woody slipping through the floor until only his head was above the ground, and my aunt was crying, and then he went under. I don't know how I got that idea....
I had a cat named Rajaa (like in Aladdin) whom I loved with all my heart, dispite the scars and scratch marks on my body. My mother and I are not religious and very open so naturally when my cat died she told me she had sent him to a nice lesbian couple on a ranch. I believed that until I was 13 and I am now 15. For years I always laughed at the picture of the things my poor kitty would see.
This isn't my own belief but my 4 year old cousins (She did this 2 years ago for a 6 month span). When her older sister's hamster died and they buried it in the yard my little cousin didn't understand so everyday would go outside and stand over the hamsters grave and scream ,"Hammy! Hammy Hampster!! Come out!! Where are you!!"
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 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 my dad and uncle went duck hunting, they'd always clean the ducks themselves. I went outside one day, and I saw the dead ducks just laying there. I picked one up, and for some reason I thought it was talking to me. I made myself think it said it loved me (Even though it was dead...and a duck) then I set it down and ran back to the house. when I got to the stairs, I turned around and I made myself think I could hear it say "I'll always love you!" so then I cried for a long while...Yeah, I have a horribly overactive head.
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
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
When I was eleven, we found a large male tom cat. I named him Melcolme. He loved to go outside and play with my female cat, Divinchi. One winter night Melcolme and Divinchi went out to play, and Melcolme never came back. Mum told me that his real owner came to cliam him. I believed it. When I was 12 I found out the truth. Melcolme got hit by a car. I was in anguish over it. I loved him a lot. I cut up all of my best Pokemon cards because I thought that it would somehow bring him back.
my nephew and nieces' grandmothers dog for since they were born died, he said 'can we just tie a ballon 2 a puppy and send it up 2 God 2 give joe joe back' it was cute but so sad
My sister only recently found out that the dogs we had when we were kids didnt go to live on a farm and chase rabbits, the story our parents told us when they had them put down. Shes 18. Come to think of it she thinks i was joking when i told her that.
Until I was around 8, I thought cows were killed nicely!
once, when i was requested to take out the trash, i was frightened by an possum ... it was lying there on the ground, apparently dead, between me the garbage destination ... I was afraid to get closer because I had heard about how they pretend to be dead...so I didn't believe this one was really dead, but it was...
one time i wanted to give my hamster a bath and i thought an easy way of doing it was to put it in the washer(because well yeah you wash stuff in the washer) so i put it in the locker lets just say my mom had that stain for a long time and i still feel bad about it.
My pet rabbit got real sick and one day when I was at school, it died. When I came home, it was already buried. My mom said the vet came over and put it to sleep. I found out years later, that my dad had shot it and put it out of its misery. I was blown away (no pun intended.)
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