EVERYONE'S PETS ARE SO CAYUTE!!!!!!! *Inner Self: Not as cute as mine, but whatever* Shut up inner self, it may be true, but it's mean. Alright, her goes. Here is my history of pets. When I was three I got Abi, my yellow lab. Then, I got Bell, my back lab, for my birthday when I was nine. I was nervous to stay in church alone back then, so as a reward my parents agreed to get me a hamster. Guess what? I magically was able to stay in church, no problem. The next day I had a Winter White Dwarf named Snowball, but it didn't stick, and she got the nickname Hammie. Then, my brother wanted a hamster too, so he got a fancy bear and named it Bear. But she got sick, and had to be taken to the vet. Within a week, they called that she had passed away. So My brother got Robo, a Robovorski Dwarf, and she was the scaredest and fastest hamster that ever lived. So he decided to sell her. But I was sad because I had become attached to her, so it went on trial to see if I could handle two hamsters. And I could. So I bought Robo for exactly fifteen dollars. And every time I bring that up, my brother goes, 'Hey! You never paid me that!' And I have to explain that I did. Next he got a gerbil and named her Gerty. No, not Gertie, Gerty. Sadly, both she and Robo died while we were on a trip and my dad was watching them. Raises a few suspicions I must say, but he claims the Gerty was fine the day before, and we didn't even know that Robo had died until I found her cold stiff body buried in her cage. *sniffle* she's in a better place now....

Anyhoo, Hammie lived, and despite being stepped on so hard she was bleeding out of her mouth, she lived. One day my mom offered that if we swept the patio we could each get a fish, and my brother and I gladly obliged. So we got fish, but they also died in my dad's possesion. So we got new fish, I named mine Finris, my brother named his Flame. He wanted to name it Blood at first... But I changed his mind. Finris lived for awhile, but Flame died within a week. I think we over fed him....

I got a new hamster, Butterball, a long hair Syrian, after Robo's death, and my brother got a fancy bear who he named Choco.  

This past July, hammie passed away. She was very old, about two and a half, and lived a great life. I miss her, but I know she couldn't live forever. She had a great, but very sad, triple funeral with a chicken that died, and Finris, who died soon after.

But enough sadness. I got sweet Thunder after that, as well as Leif, a Beta fish. And that brings us to the present. I now have Abi, Bell, Butsy, Tundy-Wundy, and Leif. Excuse the nicknames. I have to go, but I'll post pics and tell about my chickens later! *everyone groans* what? You don't wanna hear another long and obnoxiously sad post about the death and lives if all my chickens and their funny names? Too bad. XD sorry for the slightly crazy post, and the long and obnoxious one.  

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