- Batchnator95
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Well, I've been economical with the truth.
My two current dogs have had a good life, but my previous ones have been different.
Our Pomeranian died about 8 years ago, he lived his whole life with a whole in his heart.
Our Golden Lab lived to a good age of 16, survived mosquito diseases and paralysis ticks (we tried our best to keep him clean, but it's so hard to find or make sure there is none there at all), eventually his hind legs were giving way, and on the one day of the week I had to work, my parents had him put down, they were as hesitant as me. Maybe me being gone was for the best.
Had a Jack-Russell cross foxie Terrier, cute little thing, caused havoc around the garden so my parents gave her away, a few months later she was found almost dead on a highway two hundred km away from where her new owners lived, luckily a vet found her, and she has been living happily to this day.
And lastly are my two Sausage Dogs one lived with our Lab for many years, and eventually dug under the fence on the garbage collection day, and was run down by the garbage truck. He's probably the reason why I want to be a vet, and the only reason why I don't cringe at the sight of body parts.
The other sausage dog was to act as companion to the Lab, though after a couple of years and the deaths of a few chickens we gave him to an old lady, where he now lives, shacked up with a lady sausage dog.
Our two current dogs are an English Staffy, who kept our Lab alive to his limit, and a Jack Russel cross Chihuahua who we took from a farmer, who was gunna drown it and it's 5 other siblings anyway.
And through all that We've had one cat, A blue Burmese who can only see out of one eye, due to it being scratched out by one of its brothers during their infancy. She's seen it all, and she's currently sitting on my lap.
Edit: Just noticed I've written a lot, apologises, didn't mean to go on that much.
[Edited on 12.29.2012 5:27 AM PST]