My family and I don't like pets. I've never had one in my life. The only contact I had with critters were squirrels in the backyard, crows in the garbage can and stray cats up in trees. However there was this one time when I was mowing the lawn and I nearly shredded a turtle. The first glimpse I caught of it was when it started climbing up a fence to get away from the approaching blades. Of course the poor thing couldn't get far and just hung there for dear life. Luckily I noticed something small and black thrashing around and managed to cut the motor just in time.
The closest thing I had to a pet were mealworms given to me as a science project by my science teacher. We were suppose to take the little buggers home and take care of them for a week. I was suppose to change the oats they lived (and secreted) in every so often. But I couldn't bring myself to touching the squiggly smelly mealworms. Soon enough mold started growing inside of the container and they began to die. As you can guess I didn't get a good grade on that project.
The only type of pets we seriously considered getting were fishies, but we never bothered getting any.
As far as the extra credit is concerned, I stated my preferences in this post. So you'll find me siding with the felines.
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4 comments:
Can't say I blame you about the mealworms. But I'm glad you didn't hit the turtle the the mower. I somehow ended up in charge of a semi-wild turtle once, but my neighbor's big brother promptly set it free. Minutes later it was hit by a car and killed.
That's what happens when people are given living things and aren't prepared for them. Not that I'm shedding a lot of tears for the mealworms.
I don't have a turtle story, but many years ago, I was shooting arrows at a target with my friend's bow in the country. I missed the target (I was always a terrible shot) and went to retrieve the arrow. When I dug it out of the ground, I saw that I had very neatly speared a frog.
"That's what happens when people are given living things and aren't prepared for them."
Well when you put it that way I guess me and Britney Spears do have something in common ;)
Mealworms as pets... bird dinner, maybe, pet? I don't think so.
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