I've had 4 gold fizzies that died, and one rat..Lightning...my brother tortured him to death, literally :(
My cat's and dog have almost died..one time tasha coughed up a hairball, and passed out. my mom thought she died, but she did.. thank god..and Sadie, well, she's gotten out and we get her inside right before a car or something :(
I'm really scared when I see my cats sleeping cause there kind of old and I'm scared there going to die soon
Misty was hit by a car in 2002. She was my best friend. She was 7 years old, and I'd had her since she was about 10 months old....I miss her so much, and I think about her everyday. She was amazing, and no one will ever take her place. Rest in peace, sweetheart, I love you.
(will make one for princess too, later)
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R.I.P. Tigger. A 17 year old cat who died due to intense heat. He was only a cat I knew on my paper route, but I knew this cat since I was born. His owner didn't even want to tell me.. He knew I'd be upset over it..
R.I.P. Sparky. A dog on my paper route when just died of bone cancer. I also knew him since i was born too.
Anddd... Scooter. Scooter died of pneumonia. He was a guinea pig.
RIP My Cat Angel. I don't have pictures of her, but she was blind. So we gave her back to the owner. I'm pretty sure that about a year after that, she died. And to my hamster Checkers, who was old, and died the day after I got him.Dx And Mickey, another hamster, and Bamboo our panda look'n rabit. I don't really know why he died. =/
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I don't know where I put the pics, but she was grey with lighter grey stripes, and was skinny. (not unhealthy skinny, though) She was hit by a car, and survived. She hurt her hip, though, and she had problems because of that. The vets were gonna operate on her again ot help her, but she just never woke up. I don't remember how long I cried after that. What hurts me most is that before she got hit, I had a feeling that smething would happen to her. Even with her collar and tag, I didn't want her outside. But I guess it was meant to be, and we couldn't keep her in, because my mom found her near her work, her mom died, and she was born wild. She wouldn't be happy if she couldn't go outside, and then she could die from depression. At least she died happy.
R.I.P. Natasha
Other ones of my cats have died,too. I forgot what happened to each, because I was young. I think Gray Thing was eaten by coyotes when they used to be near my house, and Tigra(Tee-gruh) got lost, and my mom thought she saw her with someone, but she roamed the streets a long time ago, so I'm pretty sure she's gone. =(
And R.I.P. Sydney, my first long-haired calico guinea pig, she rocked, and so did Lily, my short-haired black one.
RIP Spot, my first dog. He was part pointer part dalmatian. RIP Dayna. She was a purebred Rotty. RIP Benjie. My Yorshire Terrier found in the streets. My family and I took care of him. He was 8 years old. RIP Nani. She was a little bird. Most recent death.
I loved all of you... rip.
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just came by to say goodbye. Leaving this place for good. Psycho sucks. Bye.