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My niece had not been lucky when it came to pets - they all kept dying. So,when her parakeet passed away my sister-in-law didn't want to have to tell my niece that, yet another, pet had died. So, she went out and bought a new parakeet of a different color and told my 5 year old niece, when she noticed it wasn't the same bird, that she had taken the bird to "get it's hair done" and that's why it was a different color. My niece thought this was hilarious and kept telling everyone how her bird had it's hair done.
When I was young, we had a dog named Charlie. Charlie was old and my mom told me we were sending him to "the farm" to play with other dogs. I believed this until I was about 18! I guess it just sounded really nice.
When I was little, we had a dog who was born one day before I was. When I was nine, he died, and I thought I'd be next.
When I was about three-years-old, my parents had a friend named Kevin. My dad also had two pet hermit crabs. One day, I looked into the tank and they were gone, so I asked my mom what happened to them; she told me they had gone to heaven, but I misunderstood what she had said, and began telling everyone that my dad's hermit crabs went to Kevin's.
I used to believe that Squirrels that were dead on the road had fallen from trees above. I would say "Look mom! The poor Squirrel missed his branch!"
when i was small i used to believe that when the animal dye it was because they eat to much.
When I was about 4, i had two pet goldfish who, when they died were replaced by my parents(which happened frequently)unbeknown to me. Eventually my parents got tired of replacing them, and decided after about the 10th visit to the pet shop,that that would be the last.When only 1 fish was left, they told me that the other was still there and living under the stones at the bottom of the tank, which seemed feasable to me at the time. It wasnt until i was in my teens and remembered this that i questioned it!
when i was little i had a cat and when it died my mam told me she saw it turn into a cheeter and it ran away to find some other cheeters to ply with but it went so fast that it neva got the chance to say good bye i belived this until my 12th birthday when i found out what really happened!!!!
When I was around 5 I tried to keep my iguana from jumping out of the cage, so I grabbed its tail to prevent it from escaping.
Well that wasnít so great
The tail came off and I was convinced that I had killed my iguana.
The tail was still moving so that freaked me out even more
I didnít stop crying for over an hour
I have two male cousins who told me that when they were little they had a gold fish. They really enjoyed drinking coca cola and thought their fish would probably like it too. They poured some in the bowl and the fish swam around in circles at top speed for 45 minutes before it finally died.
when i was about 5 or 6 i got my first pet fish my mom told me that i had to take good care of him she said i had to feed him and make sure he was clean i gave him a bubble bath in our tub i never found him after i emptied the tub.
I Used To Believe That When People Said, "Cats Have 9 Lives" They Meant It Literally. So, I Always Thought That If I Saw A Cat Get Ran Over By A Bus, He Would Pick Himself Up And Start Over Unless He Ran Out Of Lives.
when i was about four or five, i got a goldfish as a pet. and i loved it. like, completely smitten. i planned to teach it tricks. i had had it for about two days when i went to go look in the goldfish bowl. to my sheer delight, the fish was standing upright in the bowl. looking back, i suppose it was dead but swaying with the motion of the water? i was thrilled and ran around my house yelling with excitement because i had taught my goldfish how to walk! as you might expect, my parents had to flush him down the toilet.
In first grade the teacher told us that "Curiosity killed the cat." When I got home I asked my older sisters what "curiosity" meant. Much laughter and no answer. So I decided that curiosity was a cat that went to sleep under the hood of a car and got mangled in the fan belt.
My mother told me that my cat had gone to live with an old lady who needed a cat to take care of her.
I sincerely believed her for a long time. As I grew up, it turned into a sort of a resentment.
Then she told me it wasn't true, quite a few years later, and that the cat actually met a rather horrible death.
I didn't know what to feel.
I was given a hush puppy in a restaurant when I was very young and didn't understand what it was. I thought it was a puppy someone had killed and 'hushed' so I didn't want it.. I exclaimed loudly in the restaurant, "him dead!". I'm told they all laughed at me... for good reason I guess!
If they got flushed down the toilet , the would go to a garbige dump andv get crushed.
I once owned a black bunny rabbit. It was A hot July afternoon and I decided that the bunny shouldn't be kept in the corner of the porch for shade since the corner was filled with spider webs. I set my bunny in the sun...and forgot about it.
I was so sad when I realized that the bunny had died of dehydration and I considered myself a murderer until i was about 6.
When I was little my mum said my dog and cat had gone to the farm (Which is, as we all know, heaven :)and I always wondered why my parents never took me to the farm to see my dog and cat.
When I was a toddler, my mother had a pet goldfish named "Ronnie." The poor fish met its demise when I poured dishsoap in its bowl, "trying to help Ronnie blow bubbles."