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my pet cemetery |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state 
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And another pet bites the dust in the midst of winter, it was lust the urge to battle and defend its turf off onto the road and away with its mirth. The others have come and gone with time such went Taffy, winters ago, in her prime family dog, ran away from a private kennel looking for my mom and her baked goods with fennel. Then went Smokey the cat, a name I borrowed kept me company as a foreign student of sorrows; kept the mice away from my rural veggie patch hit by a car and dumped into a local sac. Such went the parakeets we all tamed in the house my sister stepped on one and felt like a louse the bird flew to my mom's breast in haste but its number came up, oh what a waste. tropical fish, I kept in an aquarium lived until that crashed in time immemorial, My fault this time, I caused a leg to collapse served me right, this expense was my last. It is sad to say soon after arrival, they go away they give us joy and accidents take them astray, on this planet, lonely man was given select prizes to be courted by domestic creatures of different sizes. [This message has been edited by ecrivan (02-01-2002 09:04 PM).] |
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RosePetal 
since 2001-08-26
Posts 2985South Florida |
aw accidents do happen indeed! I won a goldfish from the carnival and accidently shocked his system because the water I put him in was a tad bit too cold LOL. My sis has a cat named smokey, most people spell it Smokie but she chose smokey just like u did  |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Ahhhh pets, so nice, so much work, and then you lose them..good write ecrivan. floria Floria |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
yes we put in a lot of work and then..oh well it was still worth the pain |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssssss) Such a sad but true poem, sweet freind, it always makes me cry when accidents like this happen, but it is understandable, and I pray we can all learn to care for our pets better! We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martin, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Martin, I had some tadpoles that I parboiled on a windowsill...I was very attached to them they lasted a whole day in my care. *Worried frown* Do you think I should have some grief counselling? Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
grief counselling for the both of us then, This cat had to have his freedom and for you baked tadpoles...  get yourself a toad you won't have to worry about the water temperature!lol |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
My father drank a glass full of my newborn guppies once...lol... unintentionally too. ~Good write, enjoyed, hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I really enjoyed your poem, Martin. This is the reason why I don't have pets. People always outlive their pets...and if their pets outlive them, that might be even worse. We used to have 2 cats. One moved away with my son (thank goodness) and the other one...well we finally had to give him away because he was peeing and other things in my flower pots (inside of the house) but we didn't give him to the humane society...we were nice enough to find a family who didn't care where he relieved himself. His name was Mr. Baxter, and I taught him how to answer the telephone as a project for a psychology class (this was before answering machines)....and he seems to have been resurrected in the TV ad for Meeow Mix....theres a cat who makes phone calls when he's hungry...and his name is Baxter. Its almost too close to the truth to be fiction! Anyway...sorry about your cat...but you wrote a very good poem!  copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Hi Lyra, there's enough material here for another poem of pet losses!Your resons are good enough for me not wanting another pet |
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