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Post by Hunger Pangs on Jun 19, 2006 20:44:38 GMT -5
Ranging from rocks to imaginary musk oxes, we all have favorite pets. Some have left us, some are still here. My dog, Nicholas, is the love of my life, irl. If anything happened to him, I would probably commit suicide. My life would not be whole and evil without him.   |
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Post by Hunger Pangs on Jun 19, 2006 20:48:03 GMT -5
This is my other pet. he died. His name was Spike. He was a ladybug larvae, believe it or not. He died before becoming a ladybug. I named him for the spikes on his back. This picture looks just like him.  |
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Post by Tamaa on Jun 19, 2006 21:09:43 GMT -5
Aww, Spike looks... spikey. in a cute spikey way. <3 I should find a pictures of my wonderful, little, unhousetrained, yet adorable nine year old cats. o.o, I still luff them. Even though one actually KNOWS where she should go to the bathroom, but she acts... Um.. dumb. x3
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Post by Hunger Pangs on Jun 19, 2006 21:12:08 GMT -5
Ah. I never really understood how one teaches cats things.. I never had a cat and never really liked them much, i'm more of a puppy person, but I hear cats don't get guilty from discipline. Nick is a dog, and he is supposed to feel guilty, but he just smiles wickedly XP
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