aBeautifulHope
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Gosh, I hate intro's. They are so awkward, don't you agree? Well, let's get on with it!
I am 16 year old girl from the great country of America. I've moved around alot, so I never really had any life (besides a 5 year stint I was able to do in SC, although we moved around a bit there, too) or friends. Animals filled in the hole that the lack of friends and a life left.
My parents and family have always had some sort of animal. I think we only went one 6 month stint with none due to living in an apartment that banned animals. We started out have a boxer and a GSD, then we added in a hamster (who was meaner than a rattle snake and drew blood on a daily basis), and a guinea pig who died the next day. Then was the petless stint. After we moved into a house we adopted the 500$ guinea pigs (loooong story, the moral of the story is don't get guinea pigs from petsmart) who died very tragic deaths (one bled out and the other we had to put down due to something happening to his eye and spreading an infection throughout his body) and while the guinea pigs who happened to live forever were alive we got 3 different dogs. First was a small, white fluffy dog by the name of Benji, he left after 2 years due to the fact that he started biting my baby sister. Then came the labs, Jake and Levi, whom we still have.
By the time we had the labs I was 9-almost-10-years-old. I had been taking riding lessons and working at the barn for most of my life so my parent bought me a young stud colt by the name of Sonny. After that we bought 3 other horses (one of which is my horse, Toby) and a bloodhound, Cooper, who died young due to a brain disorder. For a while we stayed about the same besides the usual amount of stray, feral barn cats that would come and go (one, Tyler, is still with is and has moved cross country with us) And, recently we also got a chihuahua and a pit/lab mix. The pit/lab mix, Zoe, sadly died a couple of months ago at the age of 8 mos from a car accident. Ah, and we also have two pregnant dairy goats who are due in about 2-3 weeks, we had three but one died from a heart attack.
Now you finally have met all past and present pets, besides the rabbits. My family is a sucker for small animals, or any animals for that matter. We see something cute and we impulsively get it. It's just how we work. Pretty much every pet (including the horses, minus Sonny) has been an impulsive decision that stems from seeing a cute baby animal, or an animal in distress. The rabbits (Triss and Hope, although Hope is my little sister, Hailey's, rabbit) are the latest additions.
Let us start with Triss, shall we? Triss is a 6/7 week-old broken black and white Californian/Rex cross. We like to joke and say she's the ADHD daredevil. Our labs, Jake and Levi, do not take kindly to small animals seeing as how they are/were hunting dogs (they are not allowed anywhere near where the rabbits are.) but our chihuahua, Sammy, absolutely adores them. But, back to the rabbit, we call her a daredevil because she is absolutely fearless of the big dogs and the one time the dogs were downstairs while we were holding her she immediately jumped down and started licking them.
Next is Hope. Hope is also a Californian/Rex but she is a broken brown and white. She's a bit of a couch potato and loves to just hang out and sit on your lap. She is not as people oriented as Triss, probably due to the fact that Triss is, well, Triss.
Sheesh, sorry that was so long and scattered. I guess this is what happens when you only had 2-4 hours of sleep due to your retched insomnia.
PS: Pictures will come shortly
I am 16 year old girl from the great country of America. I've moved around alot, so I never really had any life (besides a 5 year stint I was able to do in SC, although we moved around a bit there, too) or friends. Animals filled in the hole that the lack of friends and a life left.
My parents and family have always had some sort of animal. I think we only went one 6 month stint with none due to living in an apartment that banned animals. We started out have a boxer and a GSD, then we added in a hamster (who was meaner than a rattle snake and drew blood on a daily basis), and a guinea pig who died the next day. Then was the petless stint. After we moved into a house we adopted the 500$ guinea pigs (loooong story, the moral of the story is don't get guinea pigs from petsmart) who died very tragic deaths (one bled out and the other we had to put down due to something happening to his eye and spreading an infection throughout his body) and while the guinea pigs who happened to live forever were alive we got 3 different dogs. First was a small, white fluffy dog by the name of Benji, he left after 2 years due to the fact that he started biting my baby sister. Then came the labs, Jake and Levi, whom we still have.
By the time we had the labs I was 9-almost-10-years-old. I had been taking riding lessons and working at the barn for most of my life so my parent bought me a young stud colt by the name of Sonny. After that we bought 3 other horses (one of which is my horse, Toby) and a bloodhound, Cooper, who died young due to a brain disorder. For a while we stayed about the same besides the usual amount of stray, feral barn cats that would come and go (one, Tyler, is still with is and has moved cross country with us) And, recently we also got a chihuahua and a pit/lab mix. The pit/lab mix, Zoe, sadly died a couple of months ago at the age of 8 mos from a car accident. Ah, and we also have two pregnant dairy goats who are due in about 2-3 weeks, we had three but one died from a heart attack.
Now you finally have met all past and present pets, besides the rabbits. My family is a sucker for small animals, or any animals for that matter. We see something cute and we impulsively get it. It's just how we work. Pretty much every pet (including the horses, minus Sonny) has been an impulsive decision that stems from seeing a cute baby animal, or an animal in distress. The rabbits (Triss and Hope, although Hope is my little sister, Hailey's, rabbit) are the latest additions.
Let us start with Triss, shall we? Triss is a 6/7 week-old broken black and white Californian/Rex cross. We like to joke and say she's the ADHD daredevil. Our labs, Jake and Levi, do not take kindly to small animals seeing as how they are/were hunting dogs (they are not allowed anywhere near where the rabbits are.) but our chihuahua, Sammy, absolutely adores them. But, back to the rabbit, we call her a daredevil because she is absolutely fearless of the big dogs and the one time the dogs were downstairs while we were holding her she immediately jumped down and started licking them.
Next is Hope. Hope is also a Californian/Rex but she is a broken brown and white. She's a bit of a couch potato and loves to just hang out and sit on your lap. She is not as people oriented as Triss, probably due to the fact that Triss is, well, Triss.
Sheesh, sorry that was so long and scattered. I guess this is what happens when you only had 2-4 hours of sleep due to your retched insomnia.
PS: Pictures will come shortly
