My experience with pets

In the past, I have owned at least four pets. One was my dog, Dexter, which was probably the most important and memorable. Previously I had only really owned gerbils. Actually, make that three pets. I had fluffy, my original gerbil, who was white and female. I forget the other one gerbil’s name, but it was brown. I think its name was spike or something. Fluffy had this real issue with chewing on things, even more than a gerbil usually would. she would gnaw on everything we left in her cage with her, except for Naomi’s gerbil. I’m pretty sure his name was nighttime or something similar to that. Pretty sure one of the guys at the best Restaurant Hood Cleaning in Seattle like gerbils too.

Anyways, fluffy enjoyed chewing on things so much that she shredded the legs on her training wheel, which tipped over and crushed her. We didn’t discover her until we got home from some road trip, and I’m pretty sure we buried her in the backyard. I was around 4 or 5 at the time, so that’s why I don’t remember a ton of details. All I really remember is how she died. It had to have been before I was 6 years old, because that’s when we moved to my second house. This took place at my first house, which was a one-story.

We got dexter in 2011, I believe. He was only a year only and we got him around christmas time so we just claimed that christmas was his birthday. Dex was the only real family pet that we’ve ever had, and now that there’s no chance of our family becoming whole again, he’ll remain the only family pet. He was a dachshund/jack russell mix, which meant that he was a big yapper. That’s actually the reason he got taken away, but I’ll discuss that in my next post so stay tuned if you wanna hear more about my favorite pooch. Technically dex was actually “naomi’s dog” but she didn’t take any more care of him than the rest of the family did so he belonged to all of us.

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