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They went after Leomon again so now obviously it’s Patamon’s turn...again

2014

so i just realized i lost a lot of pets last year. i'm used to having a zoo of animals around me, now its more like a small farm. I used to be able to say i had 4 cats, 2 dogs, a turtle and a lizard and a Siamese fighting fish. now i can only say i have 3 cats, a dog and a turtle. now it may still seem like a lot but when your used to having so many animals its nothing.

we had to put down our cat TK(aka Tree Knock) because he had that kitty version of AIDS, sorry i don't remember the name of it. and we know cats can survive with it, but they have to be very careful and he was more feral then domesticated and he was a bit of a player with all the female strays and because our other 3 cats at home, who can be slightly aggressive at times, we couldn't risk their safety and the safety of the strays in the neighborhood so we put him down. he was so chill, i called him the stoner cat. when he meowed it carried on for a while like he was saying "duuuuuudddddeee" or something and he wasn't much of a fighter, but he most certainly a lover, we think he fathered a bunch of kittens before we got him fixed. it took so long because he was my older brothers cat and he never cared. (i'm just going to say this, my brothers are 2 ppl who should never own pets) he was great with the other animals and my niece cause he had such a laid back personality. he also had a very distinct face like he was always high, again why i called him the stoner cat. he was a great buddy, not very affectionate but wouldn't mind a head pat.

we then lost our alligator lizard, LeatherHead. my dad found him at his warehouse, he was still afraid of us even after being with us for about 3 yrs. he would spend his days laying in the tunnel or on his heating rock. he would rarely pose for us but when he did it was awesome. he had a big meal and when we found him the next morning he had passed away. it was sad but he died on a full stomach. i wish i had gotten to bond with him more, but he would try and bite so we just gave him his space and only went in the tank to feed and change the water and clean it.

after Prince passed i had left for 2 weeks to house sit for my cousins and when i came back i noticed my Siamese fight fish/Betta, Donnie, wasn't his normal self. he used to go crazy when he saw ppl especially me and he would get excited when i would feed him his pellets, he would chase them when they sunk to get every single one. it was so funny for me seeing him chase his food. he would get excited and after 3 days of me being back and being concerned for him i woke up and found he had passed away, i was very sad, and i wish i knew what had happened to him, why he was sick but i will never know.

after LeatherHead passed my dad used his tank and got some small red crabs but they didnt last, then he finally got what he really wanted Moon Crabs, 3 of them named Big Mur(the largest,female), Oscar(medium sized, male) and Feisty Felix (the smallest, male) but we had found them passed away before New Years.

then we had to put my dog Prince down. that was probably the saddest time i had, it was so hard for me i couldn't go with my mom and grandma to put him down. even now as i'm typing im tearing up. we found him, actually he found us. the year was late 2006/early 2007 and i was in 7th grade, it was raining super hard and we were bringing in groceries and my mom stepped inside and following underneath her trying to stay out of the rain was a shivering little chihuahua. we brought him inside dried him off and gave him some food and water. after the rain stopped we remembered that we had to buy somethings else and so we left and we put prince out too, hoping he would go home, but my mom said if he came back we would keep him. would you know it when we came back he was there wagging him tail and came running at us, so we brought him back inside and brainstormed some names and ended up with Prince. later we found out he was one of our neighbors dogs, but she was happy to get rid of him as she couldn't keep him and didnt want him in the first place, she only took him in cause her daughter couldn't have him in her apartment. he was so spunky, he loved to be smothered in attention and would always be willing to go to anyone for attention, he was best friends with our other 2 dogs, (Gabby [passed away in 2011 thanksgiving]and Sondra [still with us and was Gabby's daughter]) but the 3 of them were pretty anti-social with other dogs. he loved to 'sing' every time i would play The Veronicas song Untouched he was right there on cue singing. he also loved singing along with Law & Order SVU theme music and just singing with you in general. he was my baby. in the last year or 2 before his death we found out he had an enlarged heart, but it wasn't causing him problems until his death. we and the vet suspect he had a stroke that caused him to lose the use of his back legs. it was causing him so much pain the humane thing was to put him down. everyday i miss him, its so weird not having him trying to took get loving or begging for food or singing along to svu and my music. watching svu has been pretty boring without him..

i'm not the only one who misses him, my grandma was also very close to him, but who i'm really talking about is my other dog Sondra, she has been depressed ever since he passed in October. i have looked it up and one of the recommendations especially when they have lost a companion or owner was to get them another dog friend. and i really think that would work and not just for Sondra, but for me, but my dad for some reason is dead set against it. saying that my grandma should just spend time with Sondra cause she's old, first shes only in her 70's(looks 50's) exercises more then i do and is very healthy, i can see her living into her late 90's. the only way i can see her passing away earlier then that is if her breast cancer comes back for a 3rd time. and i'm not even suggesting a puppy, i'm actually wanting an older dog like 6 yrs and older cause it would be better for Sondra whose 11 yrs old isn't exactly jumping in excitement. plus my family prefers couch potatoes, especially me i want a dog that would sit with me while i read or am online.

my hope for the new year is to get another dog. which will be hard because of my dad and because Sondra is a bit anti-social. my friend's dog is pregnant and she said i could have one but i told her i would only take one if Sondra is okay with it. i think she would prefer a male companion to a female, because there was a stray how spent the night before Prince passed and she seemed to get along with him. i hope i can convince my dad that getting a new dog would be the right thing for all of us, just not my grandma and Sondra.. Sorry for the long post..