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animal-saver1, I don’t know what I did, but I’m truly sorry. I wish we could still be friends, but you don’t want to. I just said I needed my dog sold, now I guess I have to send him to the shelter, or just not feed or water him. Because he is truly your dog, because you wanted him. My heart feels broken, I would have told you this on your profile, but you won’t let me talk 2 you. So, if you ever come back 2 my profile, please read this and please let me be your friend again :* (.
1.think of your crush.
2.make a heart with you hands.
3.then kiss your hands while still making the heart.
4.then put the heart where you real heart is.
5.tomorrow your crush will ask you out.
6.this will only work if you paste this to your favorite love song.<33
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People, when you visit my animals please read their description. They are very interesting, and you will learn some Indian meanings or maybe the history of the dogs breed.
Pokey Husky Prices: (Females are more than males) pokey in general.
Males: 1/5 stats 50 fd. 2/5 stats 60 fd. 3/5 stats 70 fd. 4/5 stats 80 fd. 5/5 stats 90 or 100 fd.
Females: 1/5 stats 60 fd. 2/5 stats 70 fd. 3/5 stats 80. 4/5 stats 90. 5/5 stats 100 or 110 fd. That counts for ALL pokey dogs. Except german shepherds. Please tell me if they are too much for your price range. I will drop the boys only to 50, girls only to 60.
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This is a sad video plz watch hope you c the sadness.
Peace for Dogs PSA on youtube. just go to youtube and watch it.
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¢αℓιηg мє FAKE ωση’т мαкє уσυ REAL,
¢αℓℓιηg мє DUMB ωση’т мαкє уσυ SMART,
¢αℓℓιηg мє WEAK ωση’т мαкє уσυ STRONG,
¢αℓℓιηg мє UGLY ωση’т мαкє уσυ PRETTY,
¢αℓℓιηg мє MEAN ωση’т мαкє уσυ NICE,
¢αℓℓιηg мє WEIRD ωση’т мαкє уσυ COOL,
¢αℓℓιηg мє NERDY ωση’т мαкє уσυ POPULAR,
¢αℓℓιηg мє GAY ωση’т мαкє уσυ STRAIGHT,
ѕσ ωну вσтнєя…………………… ………؟
єνєяу ιηѕυℓт уσυ мαкє ιѕ σηℓу нυятιηg YOU
Cute Animal Christmas Song on youtube is the weirdest song i have ever heard!! U should listen to it!! lol
I have a pokemon club, if any of you would like to join please ask either me , dawolf, sunnydelite1 or ZUZU4799 (i thnk i splld tht right.)
Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one’s around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She’ll have to endorse
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She’d get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She trusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lieing on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
If you don’t put this in yr profile then it proves you have no heart!!♥
People, I am making a rescue center. So if you have an animal you got from the shelter and don’t know what to do with it I would be happy to buy it or adopt it which is better. But I probably won’t sell my shelter animals but I don’t know yet. So if you, or your friends have an animal they don’t want just tell me and I would be happy to take it off your hands.
First thing is………………………………………….DON’T SPAY OR NEUTER ANIMALS THEY WANT LITTERS OF THEIR OWN SPAYING AND NEUTERING IS ANIMAL ABUSE STOP ANIMAL ABUSE!!!!
Here are some rules i want you too read, if you dont follow them i will ignore your friendship and you.
1.Please dont send rude comments about me or my pets.
2.Please dont ask for my number, last name, address, or my B-day.
3. Please dont be mean to my friends.
4.Please don’t beg for Fd’s im saving up for a LL.
5.People who like little kids(you know what i mean) please don’t come on my profile.
6.Please keep a smile on your face and not to send mean comments.
7.Please don’t ask for any pics of me, nude, s e x y pic, or anything else like that some sickos like to see.
8.Please play with my foopets.
9.Please treat my pets like a loved one.
10. Thanks for visiting my acount have a nice day on foopets!
things you can read about me, i love animals, I dont care if they bite me or are poisionous I still love them. They just get overreacted and hurt you, it’s not their fault, its their instinct.
This is the SADDEST Story ever, by one of my friends,
Sad animal story
please do not read this unless you wish to cry
How Could You?
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was “bad,” you’d shake your finger at me and ask, “How could you?” — but then you’d relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because “ice cream is bad for dogs” you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a “dog person” — still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.
Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a “prisoner of love.” As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch — because your touch was now so infrequent — and I would’ve defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
These past few years, you just answered “yes” and changed the subject. I had gone from being “your dog” to “just a dog,” and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You’ve made the right decision for your “family,” but there was a time when I was your only family
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said, “I know you will find a good home for her.” They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with “papers.” You had to pry your son’s fingers loose from my collar, as he screamed “No, Daddy Please don’t let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.
You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked, “How could you?”
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind — that this was all a bad dream… or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured, “How could you?” Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said, “I’m so sorry.”
She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn’t be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself — a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my “How could you?” was not directed at her.
It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
*PLEASE STOP ANIMAL ABUSE!!! THINK ABOUT IF YOU WERE THE ONE BEING ABUSED!!!
Put this on your page if this story brought tears to your eyes as it did mine.
A PET’S TEN COMMANDMENTS.
1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.
5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.
8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.
9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.
10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.~♥
This made me terribly cry! Everytime i read this. I cry til all my tears are gone and dried away.
This story touched my life as it will touch others.
Dont take a new job and give up your puppy
It will make you and your kids sad,
thank you, really, for sharing this story with me. You could make a book, and touch the lives of millions.
:’(
This is another animal story this one is true this happened to me.
Please read and tell me if it made you cry I always cry when I think of my beloved cat.
It’s not a Joke.
Two summers ago I was a happy little girl, I had all I ever wanted, a cat, my family, and a too become step dad. Me and my mother had to go to my grandmas house. I had a good time thinking I’d miss my cat but she was in good hands of my older sister. My cats name was Charlotte. The thing that I loved most, my soul mate, my family, a part of my heart. Right when we were leaving my grandmas house my mother got a call, it was from my sister Tiffany, she asked my grandma to come into another room to tell her what was going to come to my heart. My mother looked sad in the car I didn’t know why. she didn’t tell me what was about to come and break my heart. I asked and asked what my mom was so upset about, she just said " oh nothing Im fine". But I knew that something had to be wrong, I knew. When we finally got home I was so excited to see my cat, i looked downstairs, my room, in cupboards, the fridge ( she hid there), all over the house. my mom watched patiently while I searched the house for my beloved cat. Finally my mother sat me down at the table and talked real polite, she tried to hold back the tears, she couldn’t, I held her chin up and looked her in the eyes, “whats wrong mom?” i asked. She told me the call she got from my sis was about Charlotte, she had found her shredded up in the back yard, they had buried her on the side of the house with my dog. I thought she was joking because she had a smile trying to hold back the tears. She said no she isn’t ask my sister. I didn’t want to hear the truth, I knew my mother told the truth. Charlotte wouldn’t hide when I called her name, she loved me and I loved her. Every day after the day Charlotte died I had pain in my chest, I still do, I went out to her grave and cried and asked god why he had to take her away, I loved her. And she wasn’t even a year old, and she was mental, she had no reason to die. Now i have one part of my heart taken out, I cried while I wrote this story on my profile, I hope you feel my pain.
Never leave your animals home alone ever again if you live out in the country. 8,(
DO ANY OF YOU LIVE IN WILLAMINA OREGON?? Well if you don’t thats okay. Last year I lost my tabby cat, if you have a relative that lives there please ask them if they have seen a tabby cat with 3 white paws, white chest, and white belly, he is a brown tabby, Iv’e been missing him allot. He go’s by the name fatty bagins (my sisters weird name for him) he probably isn’t fat anymore but still he goes by the name. Please reply back if you’ve seen him or any of your relatives have.
Another sad thing: Three years ago my cat died. He was a very lovely cat. I miss him so. How he died is a harsh tale. This is true. Are you ready? Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure? Positive? Really? Okay he got run over by 3 logging trucks, 2 trucks, and 1 little car, he was still warm and still alive when we found him, we buried him out in the backyard, please grant him a good life in heaven.
read this. hope you will not cry
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girl: do i ever cross ur mind
Boy: No
Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: Not really
Girl: Do you want me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you cry if I left?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you live for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Choose—me or ur life
Boy: my life
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says…
The reason you never cross my mind is because you’re always on my mind.
The reason why I don’t like you is because I love you.
The reason I don’t want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn’t cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn’t live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I’m not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.
put this in your profile in the next 10 mins and you will have a good relationship
Here is my favorite sad song: bye:Alan Jackson: Sissy’s song.
Here are the lyrics and please look at the song on youtube.
" Why did she have to go
So young I just don’t know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young women
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to heaven
on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and
passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and
her loved ones waiting
And I know she’s smiling saying
Don’t worry bout me……….
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside.
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
She flew up to heaven
on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and
passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and
her loved ones waiting
And I know she’s smiling saying
Don’t worry ‘bout me…………..
It’s hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I cherish
And I won’t cry ‘cause
She flew up to heaven
on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and
passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and
her loved ones waiting
And I know she’s smiling
saying
Don’t worry
‘bout me x3"
Sad song I think, I hope you say it’s a sad song it is very sad to me please tell me if its sad or not. I always cry when I listen to this song, I like crying it reminds me of my beloved cat Charlotte, it reminds me of her love and that “She flew up to heaven on the wings of angels.
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she’s smiling saying
Don’t worry bout me……….”
I love you Charlotte rest in peace you cute little kitty.
Do any of you wan’t to see a pic of Charlotte?? Well if you grant her and all my other animals a great life in heaven you can see a beautiful pic of her, the prettiest cat on the face of the Earth. It was so hard to say goodbye to her and i miss her so, every time I even think of a cally cat i cry. My eyes hurt from crying so much. If you had a animal die I wish them a great peaceful life with god.I am crying as I write more and more about my lovely cat Charlotte, I wanted to kill myself I still do, I miss her so my heart is torn into tiny little pieces only she can see with her pretty blue eyes.And only she can put together with her smart little head. She was a real part of my eyes,arms,legs,sight,smell,taste and feel and my heart. every day my eyes hurt after she has died. Every day my arms can barely pick up a morsel because she took my strength with her. Every day I barely can run she took my speed. Every day my sight goes blurry she took my sight. Every day my smell goes blank or I smell rotten things, she took my smell. Every day I taste nothing when I chew my favorite food, she took my taste with her. Every day a sick feeling in my stomach comes to me as I think of my past, she has stabbed a knife through me by dieing. every day i feel heartless she stabbed me in the heart, she took it and keeps it in a special place, she loves me, only thing she hasn’t taken away is sadness, pain, tears and loneliness, she makes me sad, she makes me have pain in my heart, she makes me cry so many tears for her, she makes me lonely by leaving me to a better home, HEAVEN. I cry every day she’s taken loved ones from me, my grandpas, Fatty Bagins, Charlie, Gorge, and my friends i haven’t seen in a while, I guess she took them to torment me but she loves me she just wants me to know she’s still in my heart, sometimes i feel a tail brush against my leg, I look down, ………….nothing, it must be her.
“Three years ago or four I brought her over to my friends house, her brothers threw her up on their roof, she was so scared but then she looked at me and grinned a special way, at that time I knew she loved me. I hope when i die I can go and see her in heaven all animals go to heaven.
Just yesterday my aunts dog died, she was a 16 year old pitbull. Please wish her a good life in heaven. :(
But at least I know "She flew up to heaven
on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and
passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and
her loved ones waiting
And I know she’s smiling saying
Don’t worry bout me……….
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