Because she love our pet.
When our pet died, my lola cried.
Too sad.
but i made a funeral for her
She used to reproduce puppies very many. Like 11, 8. Like that. I was Grade 5 that time. Anyway, RIP.
It was hit by my dad while parking. Grrrr. I was horrified. That was also the start of my fear in blood and other organs.
I guess it affected me THHHHAT much.
Sorry for the Grammar, lol. (= I had this dog when I was in First year, meaning, the dog has been ours for almost four years. I used to play with it, because it's just so huggable and cute. Then one day, I studied on our province, and left that dog alone. When I came back for summer, it was still alive and well as usual, but then when I went back, I found out it was already dead. @_________@ I cried, really really cried. It's like, it just want me to see him for the last time, and decided to die after I went back for me not to be really hurt after I see him. @_______@ Even though we have Shih-Tzu at home, I still love that Askal more. @_________@
As of now, I have a 7 year old dog which I consider as my first child
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His name is Leyboo
After that I got a lil depressed and I cried for 3 days. Then I ask them for another dog but they did not buy me again.
But the [b]ONLY[/b] pet I've cried about was my Siberian Husky. T.T I named him [i]Ice[/i] because of his gorgeous ice blue eyes. :> Fortunately, the cause of death was natural. But still. He was the only one there for me when I was heartbroken.
BUT-- there's this one dog that our family had since It was a baby and since I was 6 yrs old. He was dark gray with his chest area having white fur. He looked like a bear. :3
One day when I was 11 yrs. old. Bernard, our dog, got hit by a fricken' truck.
He was hit but he didn't die. He only died after my grandpa came home and petted his head.
He walked about 5 ft. away from my grandpa then laid there and stopped breathing.
I think everyone in our family was sad about it. Especially my grandpa.