Note: I try to make every one of my pet’s stories different and kind of funny from the outrageousness of it. I mean not all, but the story with Evergreen is an example.
Old thing I wrote:
I love dogs and cats if you want you could send me breeding request. I am 13 years old and you could put pics on my profile but do not be rude.you can ask to buy one of my pets but I will not say yes evey time.
Edit: I lied about being 13. It was to be able to chat on the forums, lol. I’m 14 now, but I was 9 around the time I wrote that.
So.. Welcome to my page.. I guess. I’ve been playing for quite awhile. Hence the first paragraph at the top. I was terrible at vocabulary. But recently.. I came back. I think around Feb 10/9th 2018. You can see when I started at the top of the page. But now a bit about myself! I like the internet, If that wasn’t obvious already. And because of that, I developed a special trait. Sarcasm. Lots.. lots of sarcasm. I’m noting this just in case. So if someone thinks my sarcasm is insulting. Then I can tell them to check my profile and read it. But.. they may think I just added this in so I could get away for whatever I did. Because that stuff always seems to happen to me. Reminds me of a few stories of my life… but this game isn’t REALLY centered on annoying life stories, so I’ll go on. If you are desperate to hear some of my stories, just message me. I like reading and yeah. I don’t know what else to write, so I’ll start rambling about my pets now.
Fluffy! (A helpful description explaining my pet cat!)
So I have multiple pets! The first one I’d like to mention is Fluffy! My own personal FIRST PET! Previously titled with the terrible name of Pepper. Even though that wasn’t her true battle name. Oh! And the V E R Y first name I gave the little bugger was Trouble. It only lasted a few days though. I regret not naming her that. Oh my GOD, I regret not naming her that. So. First weeks. We thought it would be funny to open the window and let her in through there. Which was annoyingly in our bedroom. And.. our deck was right out of the window. With the table and chairs close to it. So the cat would snake up to the window and PAW and PAW and MEOW until we opened it. We… we taught her how to go in through the door after that. Yet if we didn’t proceed to open the door, she would go back to the window and start playing the Bongos on it. Anyways.. here’s her picture—
Hershey! (My second chihuahua). So Hershey is a pet that we basically stolen from my Grandpa since he lives with terrible people. They would abuse the dogs, as they would hit them,let them run out on the streets without supervision,never took them to a vet until recently. In which the bigger dog died. Beyond Hershey, as he was with us. But the other dog is apparently getting a weeny bit of attention now. But ANYWAYS. We stolen Hershey about two years ago. And we got papers explaining that we are his real owners now. He’s the sweetest chihuahua you’ll ever meet. Ever so, we thought he wasn’t a purebred chihuahua. He never bites. Hold him an inch from your face and he’ll lick you. So many more things to list but I’ll just say that he is a meatloaf. Here’s his picture—
(Oops! I’m still working on this description, and if your reading this, sorry. Got writers block or got bored. Ill get back to writing this someday…)