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when i was younger i would think that if an animal went to sleep they died because of when people say that theyr putting theyr animal to sleep so i thought that animals stayed up all the time
You know how parents tell their kids that their pets went to live on a nice farm when they have to be put down? Well, when my family and I moved into an apartment complex when I was seven, we sent our dog Muffy to live on my uncle's farm. I never understood why everyone looked so sad when I told them this until recently
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 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!
I had a dog named Dee Dee that died when I was about 3 or so. I wanted to visit her one day, so I went into the back yard and started to dig where I assumed she was burried. My mother asked me what I was doing and when I told her she stoped me. I couldn't understand what was so wrong about it!
my dog died when i was about 5 or 6, and we buried it in the back yard. i didnt realize it was dead- i didnt understand it, and about 3 months later, i dug it up, and carried it inside- bones and all, and set it on the carpet because i missed it.
When I was about 4 we had a cocker spaniel named Buffy who died. I had a clear image in my head of Buffy's head becoming detatched from her body and being carried off by kind of a cartoonish looking comet that shot five pointed stars out the back and slowly drifted away from her body. And I believed that was how she died as if I had witnessed it myself. All of my parents friends would ask me how Buffy had died, and I would say, "she got her head chopped off," and they would kind of awkwardly laugh to each other about it. Eventually I asked and it turns out she died of heart worms.
I was about five and my sisters dog had died. I was very sad about this. My mom told me the dog was in heaven and that if I were to talk to him he would be able to hear me and that he would write a letter back.She also told me if I got lucky he might say something back. I would talkto him every night and every night my mom would write a letter back to me, or every once in a while my dad would talk to the cracks of the door. A couple years later I decided to try again and see if it worked. It didn't. I told my mom and she confessed that it was her all along. Of course I didn't believe her and I continued to talk to my dog with no reply back.
i once had a dried starfish that i kept in my from. I soaked it in the bath thinking that i could revive it back to life.
When I was 3 my parents bought me a kitten called Sooty unfortunately it turned out to be a particularly nasty cat; always scratching without provocation so my parents had it put down. They told me it went 'back to the farm'. It wasn't until I was 18 and telling my parents about my silly friend who believed her pet lamb went 'back to the farm' that I clicked. I was devastated!
A few months ago I watched a TV series that featured Soldiers in America that believed you could kill Goats by staring at them.My son must have heard some of this,and when we visited a farm in the summer a whole crowd of people were laughing at some young Goats who were really trying hard to jump on some high rocks,but kept falling off.He got really upset,thinking the crowd were making the goats fall off,and he shouted at them"Why don't you stare a bit harder and kill 'em all"!!
i don't know where i got the idea from but when i was younger i used to think that when a dog was "put down" they took it into a huge dark circular room which had like a 100 ft drop into a burning fire and literally thro it into the pitt!!! i later discovered the truth(when i was about 14!!)
When I was a kid, my cat disappeared and my dad put a cross under the tree in our backyard with Puss, then M.I.A. underneath. I always thought that some evil person named Mia had stolen my cat.
I realised a few years later that M.I.A. meant Missing In Action, and that she had died.
I used to believe bath products made with Dead Sea Salts contained Sea Salts that had previously been Alive. I didn't make the connection to the Dead Sea and salt harvested from it until I was in my mid-30s. .
When I was a kid, I used to go to my grandparents' farm every summer for a few days. One summer they had a couple of calves, which I was allowed to feed. The next summer the calves were gone. I asked what happened to them. Grandpa said "they died because you fed them" and I cried for the rest of the day.
It was years before I was brave enough to ask my Mum if that's what really happened.
I used to believe that meat came from animals who had naturally died (of old age, or whatever). When my dad told me that they actually got killed, I was so upset that I ran up to my room and cried myself to sleep!
When I was little I believed by dead pet turtle was hibernating. We alwyas wanted a dog and our Dad bought us a turtle instead. We named him Flash after the basset hound on Dukes Of Hazzard. Anyhoo-Flash ate ground beef. Flash stayed still once for over 2 weeks. We kept feeding him. My folks said he was hibernating. The cage smelled pretty foul, my parents blamed in on the old ground beef. Turns out Flash was deceased and rapidly decaying.
I use to believe that all bugs went to heaven but their heaven was our hell. That if you went to hell satan would have bugs annoy you.
When i was little i thought that if and animal died and you buried it, in exactly one day it would float up to heaven so one day when me and my friend saw a dead rat we buried it and the next day we went out to where we buried it to watch it float to heaven.
when i was young, my parents used to tell my brother and I that the bales of hay in the fields were dead cows. we were horrified and believed it for years.