Oct 30, 2006, 09:31 AM
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Are you trying to make me cry with that webpage? *sniff* I had lots of pets die. My Hamster, Lucky, died right in my hands. I dunno how old she was because we found her in our building's hallway. My dog was 16 years old when he passed. His name was Apollo. We think it was a stroke. He was a good dog, but a total weiner. He would pee the floor at thunder, or fireworks, and he would run like heck from cats. My cat, Meow (I didn't name these pets, by the way, lol), was killed when my mother decided to get a pit bull. For crying out loud, wasn't that bright of her?! He was old and missing a lot of teeth. I think he was maybe 13. That cat used to follow me around everywhere. He slept on my pillow or right on top of me.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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