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I used to think that if a fly didn't bleed when it was swatted, it would come back to life.
I had a pet worm that I found outside. I didn't know that worms had to stay moist, so I played with it drying it out. Then it just broke in half, and I tried to tape it back together but it didn't work. All the brown stuff leaked out. So I put it in a piece of paper and buried it in my backyard. I thought that after I buried it, a bird dug the body up and ate the remainds. I felt so horrible. I cried for so long. I still think a bird ate it because the paper isn't there.
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...
When I was small, I had dozens and dozens of goldfish over different periods of time. When my fish died, I was sad, but when I got a new one I believed that it was simply the old one back from the dead (I named my goldfish the same thing every time: Sparkly :)
My pet rabbit disappeared and I was told it had been stolen - many years later I found it had been killed and we had eaten it!
My goldfish was looking a bit wobbily and sick - I knew a few harsh facts of life and understood that sometimes pets had to be "put to sleep" and that this was for the best - so I flushed it. It wasn't until a few years later that I realised I had forgotten to kill it first.
When my Sister & I were young my Mother told us that the animals on laying on the side of the road were only sleeping (not dead). I always worried that the side of the road was not a good place for a nap because the animals could get hit by a car. I still like to think they are only sleeping.
Until my friends told me that Bambis mom died, i thought she had just walked over the hill! i guess Nemos mom just went away with the shark for a while then...
I used to belive that down feathers came from baby ducks and when they plucked out the feathers they would set the back into the wild but they would die since they had no feathers. its sad i know my sister told me that.
When I was about 4 or 5 I had a dog and a hamster. One day hamster just dissapeard. I was sure, that he escaped from the cage and stucked behind bed or someathing... few months later I was alone at house and i was absolutely sure (!), that I saw my dog swallowing a hamster. I tried to make dog vomit hamster and screaming to dog to give the hamster back. Yesterday my parents told my that the hamster just died. So dog swallowing hamster had to be somedind of halucination... But I believed that I really saw it for a very very long time. (sorry for english)
In the summer my mum dried watermelon(green) seeds on a dish near the window, I used to believe that she left dead ladybirds drying in the sun.
My dalmatian dog, Kim, died when I was three and my mum and dad explained that he had went to a better place. Since then I would only let my mum buy a particular brand of dog food for our other dog becuase there was a dalmatian used in one of their commercials, therefore it must be Kim and this brand was the best if it makes him happy. I was so upset later when the advert stopped running and the dog never came home, they had to explain all over again.
I believed that when animals like cows and pigs were put to sleep by needles like pets were. Sadly when I watched the news at age 9 I found out the sad truth.
I used to believe there was a special heaven or hell for every single type of animal. But some only had a hell, like a pit bull, and others only had a heaven, like a dachshund (wiener dog for you people who don't know).
i never under-stood what'put to sleep' ment. i thought they'd give the animal a tray of warm milk, and sing lullabyes until my friend found out that i didn't know in 4th grade, and told me.
i wish she hadn't, i was depresed for a few days after
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!
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 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.
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.