Write me a story about your favorite pet and why you loved him.

What a frightening story you were so lucky to survive that experience.Whe I was very little I was terrified of dogs and all animals,so my parents decided to break me of it in their own cruel way,we were driving out one day ,we pulled up outside this house my parents went in and when they came out they had a dog with them ,I could not beleave it they put it in the back of the car with us,I went mad but was told not to be so silly.I was about four and can remember sitting in the back of the car with my worst fear,at least she is quiet now I heard them say. I eventually got used to the dog fell in love with her sally was her name.My parents were alternative parents instead of being careful with my emotions and taking things slowly it was in at the deep end,all the way.My mother used to make us cross a main road at the age of four, five, and seven with this dog.The cars stopped to let us get across this was apparently to teach us to be independent and not to rely on her so much,she was getting fed up with us by then.She told us to go out for the after noon so there we were all so young with this mad dog walking for miles through the woods and open fields,near the quarry.When we got tired or my little brother wanted his mum as he was only four we used to go back home,how we ever found our way back is a mystery we used to get lost,we could not ask a stranger although we were young ,we had a strange feeling and stayed away from men. Thankfully the lady in the saddle shop used to look out for us and see us back along this main road ,My mum used to be asleep in the chair when we returned ,the neibours had a go at my mum and she used to come with us after that but it went on for quite a time,one of the neibours followed us home to find out where these three little kids came from struggling with this dog.I wish some times the social services were better in those days they may have done something about them.Never mind like many I survived the experience .So I do have some idea of how you must have felt.xxx

{{snow}}, that was a great story and thank God for Tippy and being there for you with that stranger there in the Woods, Lord only knows what would've happened to you if not for your dog being there; I've had so many great pets in my lifetime I've been meaning to write about each of them on my blog but so far I've not done that it would take me a long time to sit and write about each of them ( what is in my heart) and what they each meant to me; I've had many many dogs over the years, all of them truly great, I've had many many loving wonderful beautiful cats in my life; at Present I have 3 cats and two dogs and I love them all; Growing up on a farm when I was a kid was the best as I too had the wide open spaces to play and explore and just "be" with my animals; I had pet chickens, roosters, cats, dogs, pigs, cows, horses, ducks you name it I had it as a pet LOL!! I love love love animals and I wish I had and felt like taking care of them all again out on my Father's farm but that's not gonna happen , I've too many health issues and my neck and back injuries keep me from doing the many things I used to love to do; But I thank God for all of my wonderful pets in my lifetime and I pray the ones that I have now live long healthy lives;

I had a great cat for a number of years, he was a lynx point siamese that I named "The Doctor" because of his blue eyes and striped "pants." Because he wasn't a purebred he was not crosseyed. He was fun and funny. I NEVER wanted to let him out, but he ATE the venere off my front door. The Doctor would beat up the toms, then, because he didn't know what to do with the females I think he beat them up too. Probably did cut down on the kitten population for a few years in this area. My neighbors called him "That Bad Cat." I used to go out and push him over then "flip" him. He'd come up swinging (I figured if he got me I deserved it.) If you think he didn't like it, then explain why he came back to do it over and over again. I don't think he caught any birds - he didn't like jumping because he hated landing, but I know he caught mice (I helped him once.) He was 14.3 pounds at his "fighting" weight. He was never overweight & people always told me how beautiful he was. I'd try to point out that he wasn't really a siamese, but.... He only scratched me 3 times that I hadn't provoked. After I examined him, on 2 of the occasions I discovered he was injured so I believe it was so on the 3rd as well.