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Anonymous
ITT: horrible pet deaths. I'll start.

I had 2 grow a frogs in an aquarium in my room. One day when I came home from school, only one was left. My mom and she swore it hadn't died on me and was just "missing." I obviously didn't believe her, but didn't really care too much either way (do you know how long those fuckers can live???). 3 months later while cleaning the pile of clothes out of my closet, I find it's shriveled up carcass - to end up there, it'd to travelled a long ass way across the room.
>> Anonymous
I had a small black dwarf rabbit and alongside our other rabbits, she was allowed to roam around the backyard free.

One day, she went missing, not that we would know, because we actually went away for a week.

Many months later, I found her carcass stuck between two piles of boxes in the garage. She was presumably able to get in, but unable to get out.
>> Anonymous
my crab crawled out of his aquarium, out of the room, across the hallway, down the stairs, and across a hallway and 2 rooms and died behind a chair. keep in mind this is a tiny little fucker, like 1.5 inches wide. that's fucking badass.

i do recall having a hamster when i was 7 or 8, and i was very allergic so i couldn't clean the cage or be near it much.. but apparently nobody cleaned it for like 2 weeks and this giant ball of MOLD formed and basically blocked the hamster in one of the plastic chambers and suffocated him.
>> Anonymous
I had a hamster who would always try to escape his cage...
Well one day while I was at school, he was digging at his cage floor again trying to get out. When I got back home, he was dead.
He had gotten his foot caught in the bar of the cage and I guess he freaked out and went into shock. :(
>> Anonymous
>>240505
i loled at your hamster. and then i felt guilty with you.
>> Anonymous
My brother had a pet rooster. Him and his friends secretly taunted it when it was young and it became an "attack rooster" that everyone was afraid of. We kept it in a drafty, detached garage and over time kept it locked up more and paid less and less attention to it til it became infested with mites and finally froze to death one winter. :(
>> Anonymous
We live next to the trans-canada highway. Our pets always seem to think there's something incredibly interesting that needs to be investigated on the other side of said highway. I don't know why, they can go for a years before deciding they need to become street pizza, but that's how they always go.
>> Anonymous
We used to have a bunch of chickens, and they had a very shoddy coop. It was just an old wooden playhouse, we tacked some boards over the windows to keep them safe, but we didn't cover the windows completely so they could still have some ventilation. Well apparently one night a bobcat or something reached in through the boards and grabbed one of the hens and ripped all the skin off her neck and face, and ripped her beak off. My mom went out there the next morning to let the chickens out and found the hen still alive laying in the bottom of the coop, she was going to get the hen put to sleep, but it died pretty quickly.

If anyone remembers that picture of a hawk attacking a seagull and ripping all the skin off it's neck, it was kind of like that, but with no face, and more gargling.
>> Anonymous
>>240516

I lol'd, but I dunno why.
>> Anonymous
when I was 6 my mom was cleaning my frog's habitat, and decided the lid had to be kept on with a giant ass 15 lb rock. So naturally she drops the rock on my frog, and then decides to show me what's left.

Still havn't forgiven the bitch.
>> Anonymous
I had a dwarf hamster but I tortured it too much. First I submerged it into water until its eyes buldged and it stopped breathing, and I proceded to somehow resuscitated through various rubbings and tiny CPR, and once it came to I choked it to death with a rubber band. I tried to revive it again, but failed :3

Is there something wrong with me?
>> Anonymous
When I got a new calico kitten as a birthday present from a family friend, my parents unwisely decided that it was too much of a hassle and decided to give the kitten away to another family friend.

Said friend had a daughter who was around 5 years old, and she basically kneaded it to death.
>> Anonymous
>>240527
Nah, that's normal.
>> Anonymous
>>240527
No, infact, you should probably get another hamster. Heck, get three.
>> Anonymous
>>240527

If by hamster you mean those bitey stupid retarded creatures that will tear each other up and eat, yes.
>> Anonymous
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my african albino clawed frog that i got from wal-mart. RIP sweet prince :(
>> Anonymous
I had a small frog for a long while, and one day, he was motionless and upside down on the water. After takign it out, and inspecting it, it was seemingly dead.

I decided to preserve it for display in polyresin, so I set it up and put it in in a typical display pose. I leave it to set overnight.

Next morning, I find it in quite a different pose than when I had left it, and it was quite evident that it had tried desperately to get out, only to die in in a grotesque position, half out of the resin.
>> Anonymous
>>240539
D: oh wow.
>> Anonymous
>>240539
lol. no, it was totally dead. i was just fucking with you. -mom
>> Anonymous
>>240539
i laughed

a long time ago i had a little aquarium set up with a gold fish or something. well my dad an i went fishing in some pond, and i managed to capture a small minnow. i brought it all the way home in a bucket maybe and tossed it into my goldfish tank. the next day i could not find the minnow. well after a few days or so i decide to clean the tank. i lift the lid, and discover a crispy burnt little fish stuck up inside the light fixture.
>> Anonymous
>>240527
I'm going to murder you.
>> Anonymous
Hamsters and I have a bad history.

Every single one would kill other hamsters, regardless of their genders. They would just as gladly attempt to hunt down and kill your hand for being reachable. I had one that lived in a barred cage once. It would mash it's face between the bars and bare teeth trying to bite you if you were so much as two feet away from it. It was the sweetest thing until we got it home.

Being a pet lover and owning many types of animals, I find it's best that I do not even attempt to own hamsters anymore. They're the only creatures that've ever caused me to have feelings of hatred and malice. I can't even convince myself that "animals are innocent" in their case.
>> Anonymous
As a child, my mom got rid of my female dogs for no reason. When asked where they went, she tells me they ran away, and later that she "took them to a farm"

I never forgave her for this.
>> Anonymous
Hamster story.

A roomie of mine and an old female acquitance of his (ex-gf of sorts, I pretty much think), were talking about having her and her fiancée living in the house (split cheaper rent, so to speak). So they've decided to clean up a little bit (because we guys are messy) and when they took the old (unused for several YEARS) vacuum cleaner, something was clogging the end of the tube, so, they opened it up to see what was going on.

Yep. The mummified carcass of a stuck hamster was warding the ancient vacuum temple.

"So this is how the hamster I got you for your birthday ended up" the bitch yelled.
>> Anonymous
My family was moving from Michigan to Texas. Since we had all of our animals, we drove and camped along the way. We just left the dogs tied out to trees near our tent. One night, a really bad storm rolled in and one of our dogs was absolutely terrified of storms. She ended up strangling one of the other dogs with the rope. Awful night.

Another one was when we had a really really awesome terrarium set up. We put in a little baby snake and I was so excited, but it turned out someone had used a piece of tape to patch up a hole in the lid. The little snake got stuck to it and died.

>>240547
I giggled. I'm sorry.
>> Anonymous
Another hamster story:

My sister borrowed from a girl schoolmate of hers (she was back then in jr. high) a hamster. We thought it was female, because we couldn't see if it had balls. It was the cutest motherfucking thing ever. And very, VERY docile, my brother and I put it on our hair, we played with it on the couch, my sister kept it well clean, fed it correctly, and the other stupid girl seemed like she didn't really gave two shits about the hamster, my sister had it like, over six months in the house.

Needless to say, with all that good care, the little thing grew and got fat - and it looked even prettier than before, back when it was a forgotten pet.

But one day, the other stupid bitch came to the house, and saw how pretty the hamster turned, so she said "hey, I want it back". So my sister had no choice but to return it.

The next day, the stupid bitch told to my sister that the hamster died because she forgot it outside the backyard, and the sun killed it.
>> Anonymous
I went on vacation for a few days, I left them plenty of food and water, but I still came home to 1 and 1/2 hamsters. One killed and ate the other.
>> Anonymous
I had a pet turtle when I was like 5. It vanished one day. A year later when we moved from our apartment my mother found it in the back of my closet all shriveled up and dead.
>> Anonymous
We had 2 rats in a cage outside, forgot about them, when I went to check one had eaten the other's head off.

years later my mum told me she didnt forget about them, but didnt wanted to tell me that rats do that. she made me feel guilty for years.

also, when i was 5, I had 2 guinea pigs, me being 5 had no idea about what happens if you throw a guinea pig in the air while standing ontop of a dog kennel and then it landing on the ground.
poor things broke its lower body, died a few days later. :(
>> Anonymous
One of my fire-belly toads disappeared one day. Obviously it would've been dead in a few hours, due to dehydration, so if it wasn't dead now it would be before I found it. I searched, but to no avail.

A couple months later I found the thing alive and well in a damp corner under the sink. I must've survived off the damp from whatever water got down there (was a sink to take care of aquatic turtles, so the floor got wet a bit) and from whatever crickets very rarely escaped during feeding.
>> Anonymous
speaking of hamsters... Somehow I still remember this all clearly.

I have some vague memory of getting spankings before I started school, maybe when I was 2-4, you know, when you got to teach kids right and wrong so they behave.

So I was just walking around and talking, what youngin's do. I played with the hamster, it wouldn't do what I wanted it to, which was play with me. I spanked it's bottom, being so young I didn't know this was a bad thing to do to a hamster.

When it didn't move afterward, I didn't know what to do as I didn't yet understand death. I hid it in it's house and pretended I didn't know.

My folks figured it out and asked me what happened. I cried and explained that it wouldn't do what I wanted so I spanked it like they do with me.

My parents probably figure I was too young to remember this. They've always told me they never physically punished me because their parents were horribly brutal to them. However I have memories of being spanked when I was a tiny boy.

I think I now know why they stopped and acted like they never did, realizing what ideas it put in a baby's head.
>> Luigi F. Pacey !!FMcmAv7xw9o
My brother had a pet turtle when I still lived with my family. He found it (abducted, really) from a river we used to kayak down and the aquarium/tank he made for it lacked some mineral or something that over the years did some weird shit to the turtle's shell and beak, so that he couldn't close his mouth, and one night while we were eating dinner I look over and see Speedy's shell has deattached itself from the rest of his body and his guts were spread about the water. Rather gross sight; I didn't finish my macaroni and cheese that night.
>> Anonymous
Speaking of hamsters, I know two blonde bitches roommates that just got two hamsters. One for each. Since all hamsters are alike, one decided to cut-off once of it's legs to differentiate it from the other. Through the night, the amputated hamster must have been jealous of the unmutilated one, and ate one of it's four legs. Next morning, the two girls see that their hamsters still have the same amount of legs than the other. So, a second leg was chopped off from one. Through the night, two-legs ate one of three-legs leg. For two more days and nights, this pattern kept going on, until no hamsters had any legs left. Unable to think of anymore ways to differentiate them, one of the blonde had a stroke of genius. She told her friend to keep the black one, and she'll keep the white one.
>> ??Frankengun?? !T1budz6Gm2
This thread is funny as hell.

When I was a child, my dad got me a baby duck. It was really slow and couldn't keep up with me. It also made this really annoying peeping sound.

One day I got tired of it not being able to keep up, so I grabbed it by what my mind interpreted as a handle (its neck) and carried it along with me.

By the time I made it to the sandbox, it had expired. No more annoying peeping sounds, though.

I had a little funeral for it in the sandbox, very touching... until my cat dug it up and ate it.
>> Anonymous
My mom killed, like, six hamsters over two years by using WD40 to try to get the wheel to stop squeaking. My brothers and I figured out what was happening when the second one died that way, but my mom refused to listen to us. The squeaking annoyed her.
>> Anonymous
Time to make you all feel guilty!

I had a budgie that I loved very much for ten years. He passed away recently, and I'm still very sad about it. ;_;
>> Anonymous
>>240516

everyone has a compulsion to run across that thing. I always slow down when I'm passing through canmore
>> Anonymous
>>240645
Why should I feel guilty about you not taking proper care of your pet? I actually feel sorry for it.

In b4 "it died of old age" bullshit. Don't fucking buy pets you know you'll outlive them.
>> Anonymous
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>>240658

XD
>> Anonymous
err... fence?
>> Anonymous
when my brother in law was little and living in Arizona he had a turtle. One day he was cleaning its cage so he did the standard routine of putting it in a ribber-maid container and putting it under their tent in the back yard to protect it from the sun. Mind you, Arizona is hot as fuck. He finished cleaning the cage and one of his freinds came over andwanted to play, so he left without putting the turtle back.

When he came home, the sun's rays moved onto the container and basically melted the turtle to the container.

He said he scraped it off with a spatula and cried the entire time.
>> Anonymous
My ex adopted a cat and let it go outside through a cat flap. About one month after he got it, it started coming back with cuts and fur missing every night. The culprit turned out to be a stray unneutered male cat. My ex managed to chase the male cat into his house and catch him. To get rid of it, he dropped it in the washing machine, ran it on hot, and had to sit on the lid because it was managing to jump up and push it open from the inside.
>> Anonymous
I used to have a beta fish, but my cat got to it one day and pretty much knocked the bowl down.

So here I am, coming home from a nice dinner with my girlfriend, to see the fish I had for only 6 months with a glass shard stuck through it's middle.
>> Bifrose
Used to have a snapping turtle and a sparrow. One day, the sparrow tried to take a bath in the turtle tank. Oh shit.
>> Anonymous
I raised chickens and when I was on the school bus home the bus ran one over
>> Anonymous
I had 2 grass snakes once (rough green snakes, i think) that i got from a rather shitty store that sold various small pets. i had not owned reptiles since i was a child, but i did my research and purchased correct lighting, substrate, foliage, and everything else to keep them happy. they were neat snakes, very pretty, calm, and fun to hold. watching them hunt and eat was awesome. well one day i was admiring how cool they were. when i noticed they WERE FUCKING COVERED WITH MITES. the tank and everything in it was brand new, so i could only assume the snakes were infested when i got them, but never noticed until then. i was not able to get any help from the assholes at the pet shop, so i waged a one man war against these crawling faggots. i picked as many off as i could from the snakes' scales. i bought treatment that involved bathing the snakes in diluted mite killer. i did this MAAANNNYY times, each time cleaning and bleaching their tank while they were out of it. the snakes had quit eating, and were getting very weak. well it finally seemed i was getting a handle on the fucking mites, as i saw both snakes take a cricket, and noticed fewer parasites in the tank. by then spring had turned to summer, and it was very hot outside (100 F) and i was working lots of hours. well one stupid morning i left for work without shutting my blinds all the way. i come home to find two burned-to-death snakes. the end.
>> Anonymous
>>240720

Um, well, no wonder he was your ex.
>> Anonymous
I once owned hamsters AND a cat.

I got up one morning and found my little white hammie in the living room with all this red string sticking out of it.

Long story short, I didn't secure the cage door properly and my cat disemboweled it.
>> Anonymous
>>240658
wat
>> Anonymous
Let's see. . .When I was a kid I had a hamster, but it was really strange. It only came out at night, and whenever I tried to look at it during the day and see what it was doing, It would just stop in its tracks and glare at me until I left it alone. After about a month I realized it was gone. My camcorder was lying in the middle of the living room with a tape in it, and when I replayed the tape, there was my hamster in the middle of the screen, squeaking for all it was worth. It was gesturing madly all the while, and then it scampered out of view.
Later that night I found out what it was trying to say. I found out on the news that it had obtained a heavy-gauge sniper rifle (a small one, okay?) and was holding the entire town square hostage. The little guy had actually severely wounded several pedestrians and killed a Jehovah's Witness (no big loss) before being caught in a hailstorm of return fire from the SWAT team. . . Needless to say, he didn't survive long.
>> Anonymous
>>240741
I'll admit, I chuckled.
>> Anonymous
>>240743
;-)
>> Roach Queen
I had a hamster about 2 years ago who became meaner and meaner with age. He got so aggressive that it was impossible to clean his cage without getting your hand chewed off. He also got fat and insane. His cage had a little "house" at the top connected to the main part with a tube where he'd stay all day, completely surrounded in food, bedding, and his own waste. He eventually got so fat that he couldn't get through the tube anymore and I found him dead in a BRICK of shredded paper, shit, and hamster all glued together with his own piss.
>> Anonymous
>>240757
Awesome
>> Anonymous
>>240757
Most of the people here are posting shit that happpened when they were kids. Unless you're like 12 years old now you there's no reason you couldn't have bought a pair of gloves and cleaned it.
>> Anonymous
death #1: as a kid, our family had a 50-or-such gallon aquarium, the alpha fish of which was an oscar. well, my mom really liked this shovel-nosed catfish that was at the local pet store. it was skinny, but longer then the oscar, so we figured he wouldn't bother it. the very next morning, the back end of it was hanging out of the oscar's mouth. ugh.


death #2: i had a hermit crab that started to go into molting, but then died... or so i thought. it seemed to wiggle just a bit, so i poked it, at which point it started wiggling like crazy as its exoskeleton FELL APART at the seams. apparently the hermit crab chow i was giving it must have been shitty, 'cause it wasn't really molting...
>> Anonymous
My hamster died on Easter. Screw Jesus ;_;
>> Anonymous
Okay, here's a hamster story. A few years ago a friend gave my older sister a little hamster. Now here's the thing, we have two cats. One of em is a one eyed bad ass who probably lived through the worse times of his life on the streets before we took it from the shelter along with another cat which apparently was it's gay butt buddy. Yes they're both males. Anyway, one day the hamster cage was open and the interior had spatters of blood. Turn back a few hours earlier. I wake up to the sound of the coughing, the cat coughs up a wondrous fur ball which I had yet to know, was in fact the hamster's fleshy fur and bones in a neat little hairball. My mother cleans this up as she came in when I yelled out to the whole house to hear that the cat hacked up something gruesome. She throws this out with us not knowing any better. It's until when my sister woke up that we put 2+2 and figured out that the cat hopped onto the dresser with the hamster cage, somehow opened the little door, dug in a claw, mangled the hamster, and ate it to only barf it up as a mutilated cyst.

tl;dr Hamsters and cats in the same household is retarded. And cats are indeed dexterous and clever bastards.
>> Anonymous
My dad brought me home a turtle when I was a kid and I kept it in a tank. I fed it lettuce and ham because he told me too.

It died.
I was extremely upset by this and from there on I never trusted my dad with animal care which now has saved many animals. Still some weren't so lucky..
>> Anonymous
I've had three animals die horribly. Here we go:

Petey - He was an albino budgie and one of the first pets I had. I didn't treat him right (I was too young) but he was a generally happy bird. One day we had him out of the cage when one of my parents happened to open the front door. Petey saw freedom and flew outside. Once he was outside, EVERY SINGLE FUCKING WILD BIRD condensed into a wild bird storm and chased him. We tried to follow them as they flew away, but they were too fast and Petey and his pursuers went out of sight. They probably killed him =/.

More after this...
>> Anonymous
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>>240839

Leo - Leonardo (Leo, for short) was a purebred golden retriever and basically another member of the family. One summer when he was ten years old, we found him in his dog house all slumped and panting abnormally. We panicked and took him to an emergency vet in town. They told us he had rocky mountain spotted fever and gave us medicine for him. We took him home, sequestered him in a section of the kitchen, and gave him the medicine. He kept throwing up, so we'd have to clean it, give him water, etc. The vets told us to give him some kind of stomach relief medicine, so we did. Well, one day a buddy of mine was staying over and Leo threw up. Mom told me to go clean it up and I was like "Whatever, sure." In the dim light, I thought it was just brown throw-up but... it was actually a huge pile of BLOOD. He'd thrown up most of the blood in his body. The family panicked, and me and Dad took him to the emergency vet. On the way, I watched him die in front of my eyes. Afterwards, the entire extended family came forward for a funeral.

Thunder (Thundy, pic related) - She was my oldest pet; she was around 15-20 years of age. One day, I get a call from my mom who sounds hysteric. She tells me a pack of wild dogs came through while she was asleep and she woke up to the sound of snarling, growling, and carrying on. She thought "Oh god, what if they have one of the cats!" so she goes outside and about five dogs are playing tug-of-war with my ancient, sweet little black shorthair. She screamed and chased them off but it was too late. There wasn't any decapitation or real rending or anything, so we speculate she died from a severed spine or severe shock. The family buried her without me, since I was at school. Worst way for a pet to die, ever =/
>> Anonymous
When I was young I got a pet turtle and put him in the pond in my back yard. The pond had an electric pump. All was fine, turtle was doing great, until one day when I was at school, somehow a part of the pump that wasnt supposed to be in the water fell into the water and electrocuted the turtle and all the fish in the pond. Sad face.
>> Anonymous
i had a goldfish when i was 3 and i tryed to pet it like the dog... needless to say, after catching the fish and pulling it out of the bowl only to "pet it" ( actually crush it) he died.

then the next year i got another fish which i thought might like to drink milk (cuz i like milk) so i ended up killing that one too
>> Anonymous
My parents have an outdoor pond and insist on getting pets as "deocration" for it, except that they never feed them and the pond freezes up every winter and they all die (or most...we've had a few coy that manage to make it a several years, eating algae, and they got GIGANTIC). It makes me RAGE.
>> Anonymous
>>240568
Since no one else said it, she was worried you'd attempt the sex them up.
>> Anonymous
>>240840
fucking dogs
>> Anonymous
Oh Jesus, this thread is hilarious/horrifying.

Anyway, my eighth grade science teacher had a sucker fish, the kind that stick to the glass of an aquarium. One day, we came into his classroom to find the fish dead on the counter next to the aquarium. The thing had suckered its way out of the aquarium, poor thing probably thought it was escaping.
>> Anonymous
Three stories

One. It was the day before halloween and my cat, white sox had given birth to a litter of kittens in my Mom's room. My brother and I (I was about 4 or 5, he about 7 or 8) stared and played with the kittens, until he had decided that they smelled really bad. So he got a can of aerosol spray, and sprayed the kittens. 2 hours later, they died a long a labored death. I felt guilty about it for years.

2. When i was 10 we had the most adorable, sweetest, loveable pure white cat, Snowball. He was truly the best cat I ever had, but one day he went missing. I searched the entire neighborhood for him, calling out his name, but I had a bad feeling that he would never show up again. So I proceded back home. Several hours later, my mom's boyfriend brought the barely alive cat back and put him on her bed. We sat there, trying to call any vet that was open (it was sunday, and it was in Georgia), and while that happened, he slowly died.

I still remember to this day, his eyes watering as he died. As a kid, I thought he was crying (but later found out that when things die, they excrete everything)

This last one isn't a death, but it was close. Another cat we had, cloudy (was very fluffy white and grey, sister to Snowball). My mother had a heating pad that she would always put on her back when she went to sleep, so there was a cord always hanging down the bed, and to the wall. During the night, Cloudy knocked a glass of water onto the ground, and proceded to chew on the heating pad cord and was, electrocuted

We performed cpr, and after 2 days of not sleeping, keeping her warm,and watching her seizure, she survived and returned to normal to live to a ripe old age of 14..
>> Anonymous
One death I'm sure scarred my cousin for life:

She was like eight, and she loved kittens. Like hardcore. So imagine her delight when one of her cats had a cute little litter of baby kitties! One day, she was holding one on her lap, when it just keeled over. Just died. Right in her lap. Sudden Kitten Death Syndrome.

What kind of god would allow this to happen to kittens?
>> Anonymous
>>240861
Yeah, we had a pond like that. Algae always overgrew it so we hardly had to feed the fish.
>> Anonymous
When I was a teenager, my dad brother and I lived with a house mate who had a lot of expensive reptiles, which all died. I remember the iguana best because I was the one that found it. I actually smelled it out in the hallway. There were gas bubbles bulging under it's skin and it's eyes were all funky.
I threw up all over the guy's room.
>> Anonymous
When i was a little kid, 4 or 5 years old, i had a dog that i liked very much. We noticed he was acting kinda sick one day, but we didn't think much of it since he was pretty much a fat bastard. Then he like threw up some leaves one day, so my parents got mad at him, cause they didn't like the dog barf. Well in all our ignorance it turned out it was pretty serious, and he drank a bunch of antifreeze that leaked from our car. He died on Christmas eve.
>> Jae
Not really a pet, but it was still bad.

Yesterday, as my group was going to work at a clinic, a bird was flying too low on the highway. Hit the left front of our Tahoe with a nasty thump, and sent feathers everywhere. Of course, we were doing around 70mph, too, so we couldn't stop - not like we thought it would have survived anyways. It made the driver cry for a good five minutes.

RIP, highway pidgeon.
>> Anonymous
>>240907
Oh, god. Once my family went on a road trip; we were driving down the highway, all happy and such, when we hit a duck. A pretty white duck. Then we got all sad and quiet for the rest of the trip.

Later, we saw another duck, except with babies, which we did not run over. So I guess it could've been worse.
>> Anonymous
After Hurricane Andrew my black lab tried to follow my father across the road to get some food. He didn't know the dog was behind him until he heard the crash behind him. Apparently I was nearby when it happened, but I have no recollection of it.
>> Anonymous
we bought a fishtank with many fish and some smaller shrimp

one day i woke up to see little shrimp bits floating around the cage with the majority of the bodies of all the shrimps shredding in the filter.

lol
>> Anonymous
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This is my five-foot-long green iguana. He knew how to use the cat door, which was fine in the summer.

One winter, though, he went outside and never came back. We found him the next morning, cold and stiff.
>> Anonymous
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lol.. it dies..
>> Anonymous
I had 2 anole lizards at the same time who both dies horrible and similar deaths.

1: my family kept it in a terrarium. one day we brought the terrarium outside for "fresh air" and put it underneath a glass table. The day was sunny and in the upper 90s. The little fucker was fried on the rock it was sleeping on.

2: The second one also died outside in a terrarium. This time we forgot about it overnight. That night there was a storm. This anole lizard drowned and was floating at the top of the terrarium.

Fish: I had a freshwater fish tank. I stupidly got a saltwater angel fish. If you were paying attention in biology, and remember what happens when a membrane with salt water in it is surrounded by saltless water, then you can guess what happened.
>> Anonymous
Lessee...
My red-eared turtle killed my sister's crayfish.
My red-eared turtle lived in my dad's classroom (he was a local biology teacher) in a tank with a hinged lid with holes punched in it. Some students or other idiots stuck a bunch of books on top of the lid. Turtle suffocated over a 4-day weekend.
Rabbit died peacefully when I was 9.
Parakeet escaped through a previously unnoticed gap in the window screen.
Other parakeets died of age.

All in all I've been pretty lucky. The only one I'd be angry about is the turtle.
>> Anonymous
>>240501
We let our rabbit roam too. She got picked up by an owl and was dinner.
>> Anonymous
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Some ten or so years ago I was at a friend's place while his cousin was visiting. The cousin had brought over a small pet iguana. People were playing with and holding the lizard, and it seemed to be just fine with it all. Well my turn to hold the iguana finally came. About .5 seconds after it was placed in my palms it began convulsing and sufferering violent seizures. We all watched in horror (especially me) for 20 seconds or so until the spasms stopped and my friend's cousin's iguana lay foamy-mouthed and dead in hands.
>> Anonymous
My Janitor fish jumped out of its tank and died while we were sleeping...

We've had it for nearly 2 years.


Then after moving to a new country, our dog (who I always remembered to be rather violent and doesn't like to be touched, left our house one night, and didn't come back...

Last I heard he went to a public market and stayed there, probably waiting for me and my family to come back...

The other dog I had, died through childbirth while we were away too.
>> Anonymous
My family got a tiny chihuahua puppy and put it on the couch. It fell off of it and broke its back, leg, and several ribs. We put it to sleep. We only had her for a few days.
>> Anonymous
My friend's cat was taking a nap in their dryer, someone tried to dry some clothes and when they came back everything was covered with blood and fur.

Ever since she told me about it I've always been careful to check the dryer before putting clothes in.
>> Anonymous
>>240970
was the couch like 6 feet off the ground?
>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
>>240887
Every time you fap, God kills a kitten.

I had a barbed toad (horned lizard). I always wanted to see the blood squirting eye trick, but the little fucker never delivered.

I fed it ants. He seemed to love them. Also, it ate termite larvae, and it like ketchup for some reason.

One day, I decided the weather was warm enough to have the window open while I slept. When I wake up, I see some alleycat dead, choked by the living body of the damn thing stuck down its throat. I hate cats.

So, still I didn't get to see that neat eye blood squirt thingy. It died and took its secret with it to its grave.

The fucker.
>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
Let's see, first:

A small aquatic frog I got in a plastic box from K-mart or some shit. Supposedly it can only live in "fresh" water(no tap water). Well a few years passed and I had more fish, I forgot about his special need when I decided to combine them all into one tank, died the next day.

Had a panda hamster for a while, all it did was sleep and eat, so I thought I'd get it a friend to liven it up. Got a dwarf hamster, the second I put it in the cage the panda hamster attacked. To remedy this I separated them in separate "room" tubes house.. things. Anyway, I guess the dwarf hamster was really depressed about it's new home and refused to eat. Died a few days later. (Pt.1)
>> Anonymous
>>240984
(Pt. 2) My and a few friends found a turtle in a nearby creek, it was in it's shell and didn't move when we found it so we brilliantly assumed it was dead. One of my friends had a crack idea of taking it home and hitting it with a sledgehammer to see what it looked like without it's shell. Well after a few dozen hits(we were weak kids) we gave up, we managed to leave a huge crack in it's shell that was gushing blood. I picked it up with a shovel and tossed it in a nearby trash can. As it fell and hit the bottom it saw it's limbs and head pop out of the shell and move around: it was still alive :(. I felt bad about that one for a while too, I always loved turtles.
>> Anonymous
A friend's brother had a parrot for a few years, it ran out of food one day and he didn't feel like getting it any more. Starved to death.
>> Anonymous
I had a budgie, and i had just bought it a rope toy. I made the mistake of buying quite a cheap one. I walk out the next day and it's got it's neck trapped around a rope strand, and suffocated. IT DIED WHILE PLAYING. So fucking sad. ;(
>> DigitalHypnosis
     File :-(, x)
Ever since I was about five, my mother has owned a Timneh African Gary Parrot. This parrot was sold to my mother for next to nothing because the seller in Wichita had a wife who was sick of birds.

After the first couple of weeks, I can imagine why. The bird is very temperamental and would make attempts to attack everyone besides my mother. It lets out ear-shattering screeches in various intervals. Since it was raised right next to the highway, she managed to pickup sounds from horns and ambulance and police sirens. After awhile, everyone just got used to the sounds, which would probably be the reason why I have more patience than most of my friends.

Over ten years later, the damn thing is still alive. It's the other birds that we had that died. END OF PART I
>> Anonymous
In highschool I had a budgie named Houdini, cuz he could escape from his cage. He was an awesome bird, he could say my name, i love you, and whistle heaps of different tunes. I usually let him fly around my bedroom while I was at school. One day, I was running from my bedroom cuz I was late for school, and as I slammed the door behind me, he tried to follow me and I broke his neck in the door. I was distraught, and cried all day.
>> DigitalHypnosis
>>240991
While we had our parrot, named Rosey, on one side of the living room, on the other side sat a cage containing our other birds. Frankie, a Quaker parakeet that hated everyone and everything, and Blue-boy, a Bungie parakeet that was the only thing Frankie ever tolerated. Rosey easily had a size advantage over the other birds, with her being about the size of a pigeon and the others about the size of finches. One day, when we came home from Wichita, we sat down in the living room to watch whatever was on TV at the moment. We noticed later that Rosey was tossing around a fuzzy little toy. Turns out it was Blue boy, who was mauled to death by the territorial parrot. Birds, being the creatures that they are, begin to get sad after a mate died. She began to pull out feathers and became even more pissed off. About two years later, just when we were beginning to move, we come home to find Frankie very much dead. Her eyes were removed and her body sported terrible lacerations. Frankie had sought revenge and lost.

We had never bought another bird after that. We settled to the fact that Rosey had proved that she was indeed the fittest out of them all.

I don't know if there is a hell for birds but I know Rosey is going to there someday.
>> Anonymous
>>240856
i too once decided my fish would like milk, rofl.

only really notable death besides the escaped birds was the quail i had in amongst the cage with the others.. he probably died of a heart attack, since they are really prone to stress 0_0
>> DigitalHypnosis
The most recent death of a pet was the only cat that I ever owned. His name was tiger and she was a furry little bitch. When I first moved in, my step-dad had said that she was once a farm cat whom he managed to domesticate through rigorous coercing. The cat immediately fell in love with me, even so much as to wail at my door if I'm gone from the house. It was an outside cat so she would disappear for days on end only to come back later. She had gotten into a nasty fight with one cat which necessitated me to patch her up.

Shortly after that incident, I come home to find her laying in the bathroom floor. I pick her up and take her to my room for company, but I begin to notice that something is wrong. She was moaning quite loudly and would not get up to walk.

I bring her to the vet to learn that she was bleeding internally, possibly due to an infection incurred by the previous fight. I really didn't think to disinfect the wound.

She was put to sleep and was laid to rest outside my house. That was the only cat I ever owned.
>> Anonymous
my dad found a mynah, tied it to the bbq pit, left some food there and we went on a holiday

when we came back the birdie died

and i refused to throw the carcass away.
>> Anonymous
I once got a Guinea pig for my birthday. It was a funny little fucker, always hiding in my clothes. I only had it for 2 days, because the fuckers at the petstore gave us the wrong kind of feeding instructions. It was quite shocking, because the evening before the morning it was skipping around happily.
>> Anonymous
I had guinea pigs... which are terrible pets for small kids... and I had a lot of them because my folks were too stupid to learn the difference between the males and females before buying my first pair, lol.

Anyway, I had taken the male outside with me and some neighbor kid called me over to his yard to talk. His bitchy grandma came out shortly after that to smoke, and she brought her shitty little dachsund out with her. The dog wanted to eat my guinea pig and I kept pushing it away with my foot, so it took a chunk out of my shin with it's goddamn needle teeth and I dropped my pig in surprise. Then it grapped my poor pig around the middle and shook him like a toy.

Luckily the guinea pig was a huge full-grown boar so the dog couldn't break his back, but he did have some broken ribs so there were vet visits. I've hated dachsunds ever since.
>> Anonymous
>>240992
I also had a budgie before houdini, that mysteriously disappeared. I had left her in my room with the cage door open and I felt terrible because my mum said she must have escaped. I felt terrible about it. Then about 6-7 years later my sister mentioned how my Dad went on a cleaning rampage in our bedroom and squashed said budgie in the cupboard door. I just looked at her horrified, until she remembered that I didn't know. I was severely pissed off at my parents for quite awhile, as they blamed me for leaving the door open.
Bastards.
>> Anonymous
>>241020
>I had guinea pigs... which are terrible pets

Fixed.

I saw a horrible pet death today and thought of this thread. Kids across the street were playing with their guinea pig in the yard. "Playing" is a loose term, it was hunched in a ball and they were trying to stimulate it into doing stuff.

Eventually one of the boys nudged it with his toe, and it jumped off an scampered into the pachysandra, and they spent a good deal of time extracting it.

They put it down in the lawn again, and it hunches over motionless. They back off to give it personal space, but block its escape route to the garden.

So naturally the guinea pig jumps up and runs right into the road, and gets nailed by a car. You'd think it would've exploded like a water balloon, but there was surprisingly little red stuff.

Goddamn, what a shitty pet. What the hell is the point of having a pet that's (a) dumb and (b) terrified of absolutely everything.
>> Anonymous
My friend "accidentally" sat on my cat and two days later it died.
>> Anonymous
Wow, this thread makes me want to laugh my ass off and vomit at the same time. x_x

my parents had a little part daschedhound and oen day it started dragging its hind legs, couldn't move them. we had to put it to sleep,a nd i always felt guilty because I wold play with him roughly...wondered if I had caused it. ;_;
>> Anonymous
>>241021

Funny how parents always blame pet death on the kids.
>> Anonymous
>>241033
It sounds like it was more the childrens' fault for being so rough to such a small animal.
>> Anonymous
I had two hamsters who decided to eat each other for no reason after 3 years. Fuck yes, Lightning, I knew you could take that bitch Snowy, even if he was bigger than you.
>> Anonymous
When I was younger (can't remember exact age) our cat had a litter of about 8 kittens. Well, one day I thought they were dirty and needed a wash so I tipped them into a bath full of water.

Turns out kittens can't swim very well. =[
>> Anonymous
This was recent.

I had just moved out of the house this summer, and I was preparing my apartment to bring my cat over.

When I finally went home to get my cat, I showed my mom this new collar I had gotten her, and was running all over calling out my kitty's name. My mom breaks down crying.

Turns out, that while doing a thing of laundry, my kitty had jumped in, and she hadn't noticed.

She found my kitty after the dryer's full cycle.
>> Anonymous
ITT why you should never let children near small animals.
>> Anonymous
>>241056
After the dreadful content in this thread, the fact that she was genuinely remorseful puts her on a level above these other parents in here.
>> Anonymous
So, I giggled at some, felt bad for others.
And decided to add my own pet stories.

Me and my brother used to own hamsters. One of them was vicious and tried eating anything and everything. I'm sure one of the other hamsters didn't have a tail or an ear anymore.
But anyway, my brother, being lazy and didn't want to clean the cage, just threw on fresh shavings and sprayed the cage with an air freshner. They died that weekend.

I myself had a rabbit. Several, actually. My first one escaped its cage and I found it being rripped apart by a weasel.
My other rabbit, adorable as fuck, froze to death on Christmas day.
>> Anonymous
>>241121
I also had cats. One of them was pretty wild, and bit my brother. My dad decided that it deserved to be shot. My other cats all ran away. About a year later, one of them came back, but was bleeding and cut all over. And a neighbour's cat started coming over with mine, and my dad shot it. Then my cat ran away again.
Never saw him again. :/
>> Anonymous
>>241122
Your dad is a monster.
>> Anonymous
One of our cats always liked to sleep in the garage. My dad always checked where she was before he took the car out. One morning, he moves the cat away from his car, gets in the car and drives it out of the garage. There's a cracking sound, my mom storms in screaming "DON'T TELL ME YOU'VE DRIVEN OVER MY BASKET OF DAISIES!", but on closer inspection my dad had driven over the cat. Must've creeped back under the car.
We had to bury it in two parts: head in a bread bag, body in a shoe box.

We also had two cat brothers who got driven over, the one exactly a week after the other, at exactly the same spot.

Then we had a cat we didn't care about much: her daughters were much sweeter, she was out most of the time and she would scratch if you came too close. Now when she stopped doing that, we became worried. Even more when she appeared to be sick. My dad decided to inspect her (he's a vet, but rather for cattle), turned out she was pregnant (fat cat, we totally didn't notice) but the babies had died in utero. He tried to pluck them out, but the heads/legs snapped off and he couldn't get them fully out. He did his best though, cleaned her, gave her antibiotics and I don't know what else, but some nights later she had bled to death.
>> Anonymous
>>241122
Arggh.. Sounds like my dad in his youth.

He was given a prize winning rabbit or something and a cat killed it one day because he doesn't know how to set up a secure enclosure. He shot the cat with a crossbow and complained that he never found the arrow.
Thats why he hates cats and constantly threatens mine. He also seems to think that you can train a cat like you can a dog, which enrages him when they don't listen. He hates my cat especially because she's 'feral'.
Actually.. Noo.. He just used to throw things at her and chase her with a spray bottle so she avoids him at all costs.

i'm also the poster of>>240835
so there seems to be a pattern here.
>> ur dad is cool anon
ur dad is my kind of man maybe we could meet and shoot at shit like a eagle or a fikes
>> Anonymous
>>241159
Lets shoot your grammar teacher instead.
>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
my dog got fly strike

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fly_strike

I still feel sad and guilty about it ten years later
>> Anonymous
I had a dog that lived to be 18 years old. Was still pretty spry and everything, if not a little blind. One night she fell into the pool and came close to drowning, but I heard it and pulled her out.

Wish I left her in. She was in shock or something, ended up holding her as she twitched and whined for an hour until she finally died.
>> Anonymous
My pet rat died when I was 12 on my lap, after shaking and shuddering and whatnot, while my family was watching Best In Show.


On Christmas Eve.
>> Anonymous
When I was twelve or so my family and me went to a garage sale. I was wandering around looking at stuff when I spotted the a cat playing around with a mouse in some bushes. Me, being the animal lover that I am, took the opportunity to save the little thing.

Figuring the cat would just get it if I released it there, I took it with me into the car in a small cup and used my hand to cover it. While we were driving I decided to take a peek at it and as soon as I lifted up my hand from the cup it comes flying out and smacks me straight in the face. I proceed to shit brix while it scampers around the car, ending up in the backseat and hopping into the trunk through one of the seats we had down.

Anyways, me and my parents stop the car and get out to open up the trunk. When my dad opens it the mouse scampers out of the car and starts sprinting into someones yard. I give chase and about 30 seconds into it the mouse stops abruptly.. and I don't. I stepped on it for only a second before I yanked my foot away, but apparently that was enough to fuck it up so that it couldn't move.

My parents didn't say anything, but I felt like absolute shit on the ride home :( Looking back, I figure I should've just left it alone as soon as it had jumped out of the car.
>> Anonymous
>>241122
Sounds like my old neighbor, back when I was about fifteen. My dad had a black cat named Ninja, and our crazy neighbor kept insisting that our cat had come over and had kittens in his garage (Our cat was male) and threatened us, the cat, and our terrier Pixie. He said if he ever saw our cat outside he'd lock it in his garage and leave his car running overnight, or use it for target practice with his .22 and nail it to our door. A few weeks after that happened, our cat was out for the night and didn't come home... we found him two days later... he'd been shot three times with a .22 and crawled all the way to our porch, unable to pull himself up to the cat door. Because he didn't have enough strength to make it in, he crawled underneath the porch and died.
>> And shepards we shall be
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>>241163
uhg...buhhh....erbgnadjkbvdvhvl

Picture related
>> And shepards we shall be
>>241177
This is without any joke, haha, or funny intended. I would have killed your neighbor. I would have killed him and before he died, I would have made sure he cried, and repented for what he had done. Then I would have killed him.
>> Anonymous
>>241177
Did you press charges against your neighbor?
>> Anonymous
>>241177
He could have very easily been sent to jail.
>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
I had my rabbit sugar for 6 years, and last July I found him dead out in his cage.It was really hot that day so i went to feed the rabbits and pet them. I didnt see him sitting on the log like he usually does so I went over to his cage and I look around, don't see him. Then I looked down. He was all mangled up in the dirt and torn apart, I didn't know what to think but my fucking rabbit i had for 6 years is dead! I freaked out and walked inside in shock.

This is one of the last pics i took of him a few days before he died.
>> Anonymous
>>241177

this is what you get for living next to ignorant niggers
>> Anonymous
>>241165
This reminded me of a story from before I was born. My parents bought some kind of weird dog unheard of in the US back in the 80's that my neighbors were afraid of. One day, it got loose and ended up in the neighbors' pool. There was a big fight over whether they heard it crying out for help or not...it seems unlikely that they wouldn't have, but either way it drowned.
>> Anonymous
My sister had a mouse that lived in a cage. Well she would leave the cage in the bathroom because the mouse made to much noise. So one day when i came home i when to the bathroom to take a dump well i looked in the cage and the mouse was dead. Its head was stuck between the running wheel and the bar. So i it was an hero.
>> Anonymous
I used to have a dog named Schizo. I was 16 at the time and she was my first dog... I mean, my family had dogs before, but everyone hated her, so she was MINE. I took her for walk, fed her, kept her clean... ya know? Well, we got this puppy later from a person and the pup had parvo. We separated him, but Schizo got out and went around the sick dog. About 2 days later she got parvo too. We couldn't cure either of the dogs and before I knew it, Schizo was dead. I still remember holding her in my arms while she went into convulsions. I was so attached to her, I thought I was going to die after she passed. We buried her in the back yard and I even made her a head stone. I still miss her sometimes, even though it's been 5 years. I'm getting all teary eyed typing this lol
>> Anonymous
I had a pony back when I was about ten or so. She was old, and would colic occasionally. At one point, the vet couldn't pinpoint the cause, and jammed his hand up her ass to look for an impaction. He ended up ripping a hole in her anus and she died of an infection because she was too old for surgery.


I never forgave that fucking vet.
>> Anonymous
i had a turtle when i was young and one day it wouldnt move at all so i wrapped it in scotch tape and put it in my front yard came out the next day to water my tree and it was moving thought it was a zombie so i spray painted it and lit it on fire
>> Anonymous
>>241210
WHAT WHAT WHAT
>> Anonymous
Had a hamster when I was ten; Midnight. Nicest hamster I ever owned. Never bit me or anything. For some reason, my mother decided that it was too much of an annoyance for her to have the hamster upstairs in my brother's room, and decides, despite our protests, to make us move the cage downstairs where it was ridiculously colder.
Needless to say, he started getting lethargic and had a runny nose one night, and before I had a chance to call a vet, he died in my hands, with my parents having done nothing and only telling me to "get over it".
Had two more hamsters after him, but they were mean little shits that would bite if I came near the cage and ended up dying old nonetheless. Haven't had pets since; my mother thinks I'm too irresponsible. I will never forgive her.
>> Anonymous
>>241122
>>241153
Your father is bringing down the average IQ of humanity, he needs to be un-humanely euthanized.

>>241177
You should have brought charges against him and then had him humanely euthanized. (he is obviously mentally ill)
>> Anonymous
I once owned cat AND a pitbull.

I got up one morning and found my little white pitbull in the living room with all this red string sticking out of it.

Long story short, I didn't secure the screen door properly and my cat disemboweled it.
>> Anonymous
My turtle got stuck in-between the rock/glass somehow. To this day I don't know how. After it died, the suckerfish I had freaked and jumped and jumped - until it apparently caught onto the glass way above water.

:c I firmly believe it had somehow loved my turtle and commited suicide.
>> Anonymous
>>241049
>It sounds like it was more the childrens' fault for being so rough to such a small animal.

How in the hell were they being rough to it? Are you just never supposed to touch guinea pigs?
>> Anonymous
Once when I was at my cottage I found a bunch of frogs and used them as bait by putting a hook through its head. It didn't work well... I reeled it in and it was moving (barely) and I took the hook out. I threw it onto the little beach and it was barely breathing.

My friend kept his rabbit outside and one day a Raccoon opened the cage or something and ate it.

My friend had a pool and one day he woke up to see a raccoon floating in it with a peanut butter jar over its head.

Same friend dad got a raccoon trap, found a raccoon, and threw it over a cliff.
>> Anonymous
>>241177
Shouldn't have let your cat into his yard then.

>>241181
>>241183
>>241185
If the cat was on his property he can do whatever he wants. Cats aren't a protected species.
>> Fishman
Well not exactly a death but I'm sure it's either dead or long gone. Any who this girl I'm kinda friends with owned a snake, she ended up moving from the apartment she in with her mom to some really tiny terrible apartment by her self. She owns a favorite and a cat as well, and I saw her and them one day and I asked don't you have a snake as well? She said "Well it got loose and crawled underneath the floor and disappeared in my old apartment." So either theres a dead snake under the floor boards of an apartment in my city, or someone in that building is going to get a terrible surprise.
>> Anonymous
>>241163

My rabbit got this when I was 9. It was particularly awful because my dad picked her up to see what was wrong and then immediately started crying when he saw the maggots eating her hind legs. It really saddens me when grown men cry.

We took her to the vet to be put down that day and I missed the last day of school.
>> Anonymous
>>241246
No, that's illegal. The animal would have to be threatening him in some kind of way for him to be able to kill it without warning.
>> Anonymous
>>241249
The owner was previously warned, and unless there are witnesses who can say the cat was dragging an old lady out from under a tractor or something heroic, then the cat is trepassing/attacking him and therefore fair game.

Crazy old coots are allowed to be crazy old coots on their own property. If you don't want them harming your pets, make it so your pets can't trepress on their property.
>> Anonymous
>>241252
Fair warning would be, "Hey, your cat is on my property, come get him before I shoot him." The law still applies on your front porch.
>> Anonymous
Cats

1 was eaten by coyote's, one got dried to death, one ran away, one got run over, one ran away and died of old age, one we had put to sleep because it had cancer, one we had to put to sleep because it was old as fuck

crappy petstore gave us two hamsters, we come home from our vacation lookng at a cage full of hamsters and dead eaten hamsters

had a hedgehog that died of old age and one that froze

my bro had a iguana that moved cages go depressed and stopped eating

Right now I have a cat that is gonna be put to sleep because it is mentally retarded and nobody likes it, and one that's awesome. We also have a turtle that is fuckin awesome
>> Anonymous
>>241256
I will assume that the really old cat was in pain or something.
>> Anonymous
>>241260
it twas, it was really grumpy, having peeing problems, and my mom hated, I was against putting it to sleep but my moms word is the only one that matters

the one that ran away and died of old age actually had 6 toes. it was the fucking best cat ever
>> Anonymous
>>241033
>>241243
Guinea pigs are prey animals. If people don't understand that, they shouldn't have them. They're naturally jumpy. Being out in the open surrounded by strange smells and sounds would be hell for a guinea pig, let alone being prodded by some brats. Then, after it tries to seek shelter, it's dragged out again and made to endure the same treatment. The stress alone could have been enough to do some serious damage.

A lot of ignorant people around here say they're bad pets, but they're not. They just have to be what you're looking for in a pet.
>> Anonymous
This thread is just making me hate kids more....
>> Anonymous
>>241264
they aren't bad pets at all if you read about them before you buy one. I read extensively about them and then on the 23rd i bought one, hes the best pet ever. He just sits in my lap and makes a bubbly noise, and once or twice has even chirped. He's great except for the no warning peeing on people.
>> Anonymous
     File :-(, x)
When I was a kid I had a kitten and two parakeets. One day while we were gone, the cat worked the lock loose and let the parakeets out. I found one when my mom stuck her hand into the dirty dishwater, the cat had chased it in there and it had drowned with its' head stuck in the garbage disposal.
>> Anonymous
I got lice when I was 4 and my mom fumigated the whole house. She forgot to take the birds out, so the next morning we had 5 dead finches that had been poisoned and had died horrible, convulsive deaths that involved blood spraying from every hole.
>> Anonymous
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>>241070
Yeah, she blames herself really badly over my kitty's death. Instead of getting mad, I ended up just consoling her. I know that she didn't mean to, and she had been beating herself up over it a lot.
>> Anonymous
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>>241210

wowy wow wow
>> Anonymous
not a pet story, but a horrible death none-the-less...

i used to have a paintball field that i built on a hill behind my house. well one day i was up there by myself working on the bunkers and such. i had my marker with me. a blue jay began squawking from a tree at the edge of the field. i took aim at the bird, not even imagining that i would be able to hit it. i fired one ball. there was a loud SMACK and the bird fell straight down. shit. i ran up the the jay, immediately regretting what i had done, to find it struggling to breathe in the grass. i assume the ball had broken many bones and crushed some organs. i put the barrel of my marker up to the birds head and looked away as i pulled the trigger. ;_;
>> Anonymous
Back when I was little, maybe 12 or so, my little brother had a pretty awesome aquarium. 5 or 6 fish, and two of the coolest damn frogs ever. I forget their names, but they were cool. They'd swim around with the fish, and since the aquarium had a bit of rocks and what not piled up, they'd even come and chill out on the rocks above the water.

But anyways, they died horribly. The first one I remember, as my little brother came down and went "Hey, mom, dad? One of the frogs is hurt."

My mom goes 'finally', but me and my dad go 'oh shit' and run up. One of the frogs is missing a leg. It wasn't bloody or anything. He just lost his leg. It snapped off. Sitting there at the bottom of the aquarium. Eventually, he lost another, and he died shortly after by drowning.

The second was horrifying though. A few months later, my little brother just SCREAMS. I book it upstairs again, and all of the fish are eating. The conversation went as this:

"What happened? They're just eating."

"LOOK AT WHAT THEY'RE EATING, FAG!"

They were eating the frog. Alive.
>> Anonymous
>>241310
lmao
>> Anonymous
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>>241358