My Pets

My pets come and go about as frequently as the seasons change. I have had 5 dogs, two turtles, two hamsters, and, long ago, three ducks. You may be thinking well maybe it's not the pets, it's the owner. I know it sounds doubtful, but in most cases I wasn't to blame. The first pet I had was a dog, unfortunately the dog wouldn't have me. He started off this wonderful relationship with 3 bites to the arm and a bite on the back. I really didn't like him after that. The next two dogs had a problem with the house and where to go to the bathroom. My mom can't handle her beautiful carpet being soiled. The ducks were the neighborhood pets as they stayed at every house one night in order to obtain bread. After that, I got two hamsters to share with my brother, but, with bad luck that only I could possess, my littlest brother liberated the hamsters while I was at school. He came to me saying the hamsters are free! I didn't get any hamsters after that incident. Then came my dog-not the family dog-my dog. I bought it, I supplied the food, I bought the kennel! Sadly enough, I had to take the dog to the animal shelter when she ran all the way to Layton. Then came my favorite dog-Sparky. He was a Sharpei (Chinese war dog) and was the most obedient dog in town. We really invested in this dog, we even gave him eye surgery to keep the great lengths of extra skin from blinding him. With great pain, we gave him to a good family when we decided to move to Las Vegas. In Vegas we went through another dog who had a bad case of nohousetrainingitis. Then we got the turtles. One was named Lily, and another was Picasso. They too were a few of the many casualties in the war of relocation. But my latest pet, a Lahsa Apso named Marcello, is staying for good. He's already house trained, and is really nice to the little children. He's the only success in one of 12 pets. Hopefully all you out there have had better luck with pets than I have.