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When I was small, my Dad told us many stories about his childhood. He had lived near a big forest, so the stories usually involved woodland animals. One of them involved a blackbird flying into the kitchen window (i.e. it hit the window and bounced off), and my Grandpa reviving it with brandy.

Fast forward to the day I was about 11, and a pigeon flew into my bedroom window and knocked itself out. Remembering the brandy story I ran to the drinks cabinet - unfortunately there was no brandy, but there was some vodka, so I force-fed the pigeon quite a lot of that.

It did not wake up.

(Other stories involved newt royalty and a squirrell getting a firework up the arse. It wasn't until adulthood I realised they were mostly made-up.)

Lady M
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When I was young, my very old dog had to be put to sleep. We were with him, and the injection the vet used was a bright pink fluid. From that day on, I refused to wear, buy, or even look at anything pink, because I thought the pink itself had killed him.

Rew
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When I was younger, my chicken got hit by the UPS truck. After that, I thought the UPS peoples' job was to go hit animals and then drive them off to a cemetary

Anon
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When I was around 12, one of the horses I took care of died. I was really really upset, and then one of the barn moms took me aside and told me that horses were just unicorns that had forgotten that they had horns, and that the horse hadn't died, he'd just remembered what he was and left this world because there wasn't room for magic in it.

Part of me still believes it...

Kat
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I used ot believe that when people were buried, their bodies were like seeds that caused tombstones to grow. I waited and waited for that tombstone to come up when we buried my dog in the backyard. Yeah, it never did.

Anon
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My son bought his two daughters both a floppy ear rabbit to teach them responsibility of caring for animals. He bought them "special rabbit food" and built a pen in the backyard for the rabbits to sleep in. Each morning before they would go to the baby sitters they would feed their rabbits a bit of "special rabbit food" and give them a big hug and every evening when they came home they would get their rabbits out and bring them in the house to play. These rabbits were really spoiled and very well taken care of. Well about six weeks later my son came home early from work and found that the youngest daughters rabbit had died. He knew the girls would be heart broken and they had been so careful to take good care of their rabbits. He calls my husband and tells him to run to a pet store and buy another rabbit like the one who had died. My husband gets to the store and can't decied which rabbit looks like the deceased rabbit. My son is in the process of burying the rabbit and my husband calls him and tells him he needs a more detailed description of the bunny to try and get a good match. So my son has to dig up the deceased rabbit and describe every spot and marking of the rabbit to his dad. Well grandpa is convinced that he has found the perfect decoy rabbit to slip back into the cage before the girls get home.

Sure enough as soon as the girls arrive home they run to get their bunnies out to play with them. All at once my son and husband hear the girls screaming, "Oh, my gosh....oh my gosh". Their first thoughts are on no another rabbit has died and they run to the girls and ask what is wrong. The youngest daughter turns around with a huge smile on her face and holds up her rabbit and says, "look how much he's grown.....I feed him extra "special rabbit food this morning". To this day both granddaughters still talk about the growth spurt of the bunny from eating so much "special rabbit food" while father and grandfather chuckle in the background because they know that grandpa was told everything about the markings for the replacement bunny except what size he was.

Happy Grandparents
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My little niece asked me an astonishing question one day: "Can you get to heaven in a garbage truck?" When I asked her why she wanted to know, she said, "Because Daddy put my dead kitten in the trash." I told her that, yes, beyond a doubt, that garbage truck took Fluffy right to heaven!

Auntie
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When I was little i had a pet caterpiller that lived in a jar and my mother wouldn't let me take it inside the house. I live in Canada so when winter came it was COLD and i was afraid the caterpillar would freeze to death.

At this point I came up with the brilliant idea of "why don't i just put him in the microwave?" After doing so I was petrified to see my first ever pet burst into flames.

Julie
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When I was about 8 or 9, while at school, my cat passed away. My Mom didn't want me to know what happened, so to spare us the pain and grief, she told us He had gotten married and taken a job in Arizona. (We lived in Chicago) For years after, I was mad at my cat for not writing or calling!

I didn't find out until 2 years ago what had really happened!
I am 35 Now!

Jules
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when i was 3 or 4, my dog died and my dad told me but i didn't know what it meant. about a week later, my mom was dying her hair. till i was five i thought my dog was transfered to a higher class beauty salon in Australia.

elvis's future wife
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When I was little i had a goldfish named Jaime, when he died my uncle told me that he had gotten him a job at SeaWorld, I believed him till I was 12

Sarayha
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My niece walked into my father's "hunting room" with all the animal heads on the wall. She was so concerned as to what happened so we told her they all went to heaven. She responded with "just their butts?"

Amy
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When my brother and I were at a school fair we both won goldfish. His died in a couple of days and the next day when I came home from school- there was my fish, laying on my desk...with a fork through it. I cried and cried and my brother told me that he had seen our cat do it because it was jealous. I believed him for years!

April
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When I was little, I believed that I could call Heaven and talk to my dog that had passed away.. After I said my prayers each night I would "call" Heaven (with an imaginary phone that apparently had a direct connection) and ask to speak to "Queen"... I would even wait patiently while God put me on hold so He could go find her and tell her she had a call.. When she finally came on the line I would tell her random facts about my day and that I loved her and missed her very much and would talk to her tomorrow night.

Kimber
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When I was 4 or 5 we had a pet dog "Tilly" that was hit by a car. My dad didn't have the heart to tell me, so he told me the dog was at the vetenary clinic getting a robotic leg. So I'd ask regularly how Tilly was doing, and they said it was a new procedure so it was taking longer, but she'll be back soon.

This continued for years, until my dad finally gave up and told me "Bruce, the dog died 3 years ago."

Brucey
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When i was about four or five i saw a rabbit sitting on a roundabout in the city. I belived up until my early teens that when rabbits went down burrows, they came to roundabouts which acted as saftey islands set up by the council so foxes couldn't eat them.
Whenever i saw a dead rabbit i told my dad to rite to the council. He never knew why

Anon
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when i was little my fish died and i saw my father flush it down the toilet.my older neighbor said it was going to come up from the toilet and bite my butt.i was terrified and tried to go pee in the sink.my mother saw me and told me it wasnt true.i was still scared i didnt use the bathroom for like two days.=]

fishyfishy
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During our long journeys in the car to the annual family holiday in Wales, my brother and I would argue the whole way, (as all siblings do). To keep us quiet my Dad told us to play "spot the dead donkey"; thus the journey was spent looking out of the window for a donkey on its back with all legs in the air!

Gullible in "East Anglia"
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When my niece was around 3 her rabbit died. She was upset because no one would tell her what had really happened. She ended up going to my husband and asking him. He told her that her bunny had gone to college and that it would come back in 5 years after graduating as a full grown rabbit. She still believes it and is counting down the days until she's 8 (She'll be 7 in November).

Kate
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My Dad told me that the big bales of hay wrapped in plastic sitting in the fields on farms were cow eggs.

Anon
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