What animals make the best/worst pets?
My first Dog was Daisy she was a mutt and all that I can remember about her was that she was medium size and had dark curly fur. I don’t remember much about Daisy because I was a toddler pretty much.
Later on there was Tobey.
When I was about 10 my friend down the street down the street had a Cocker Spaniel named Bridgette who just had a litter, I picked one of the Pups without asking my parents and brought the dog home.
Turned out Tobey had an aggressive disposition and growled at everyone and showed his teeth. Everyone but me…
Tobey did not last long, my parents sent him away to the proper authorities after he tried to bite my uncle.
Then there was Penny.
An adorable Mutt that gave me a love bite my mom said when we went to visit her before she was ready to take home.
She was a great dog who got too excited around people and would pee all over the place when she got excited.
My parents decided to let Penny have puppies so that me and my older brother and sister could experience.
My Grandparents on my Mothers side took in one of the Puppies so we could watch it grow up.
Penny ran away one day, we had always kept her on a leash. One day she got away and just ran…
Her puppy named Tobey as well lived a long life that every Dog would want to live.
Then there was Sammy…
In my late teen years my older sister went off to college and rented an apartment where they accepted dogs, she adopted a Golden Retriever and named it Sammy.
She and her roommate could not handle the dog but my family had already fallen in love with Sammy.
My father took Sammy in and became my father’s dog. Sammy was amazing, needy, but amazing.
He could catch anything in his mouth that you tossed to him. He loved every member of my family. If you sat down on the couch he would lay down next to you and lay his head near you and look at you and wag his tail. The way he looked at you, you could feel his love for you and have to pet him because you could not help it.
I was with Sammy when he had to be put down, I told him that I Loved him.
When I was in my late 20’s my girlfriend that would become my wife and I got Lucky.
Lucky was a pure bread miniature schnauzer, we named him because he was the only one to survive his litter.
I held him as we brought him home from the breeders. I brought him everywhere with me but work when he was a puppy. He slept in my bed.
My wife and I had to move in with my parents and bring Lucky with us where he met Sally, a rescue dog, a medium sized golden lab/hound mutt. They fell in love and when it came time for my wife and I to move out of my parents we could not separate Sally and Lucky.
Lucky passed away first and shortly after a heartbroken Sally followed him.
I had never experienced love from a dog like I did from Lucky. Although we did not live together for all of his life, whenever that little runt saw me he would go crazy. He loved me and I loved him. He was my Pupples, my Lucky Puppy, my Pups.
The last thing I had ever said to him is that “he will always be my pups.”
My current dog is BB8. A rescue, a Pit bull, American Boxer, Beagle mix.
He is needy, he farts and he takes advantage of how willing I am to give him treats.
Dogs are the best/worst pets to have because of the unconditional love that they have for you and that you have for them. They may be a pain at times, but they trust you because you are their world and they will express that to you.
Dogs are the best/worst pets to have because you fall in love with them so hard and they do with you.
It makes it so you can’t bare without them, even though you know that you will live longer then them.
I loved all of my dogs because I know that they really loved me.
I wish I could say the same about humans.
Dogs are good humans.
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