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unaffluent) wrote in
thisavrou2017-01-24 03:01 am
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I've been thinking about pets lately. I've never had one myself but I've obviously known a lot of people who do or did. There's always interesting stories around how they got it or like funny stories about things pets do.
Mostly, just want to hear some pet stories. Is that weird? I guess I don't care if it's weird.
Mostly, just want to hear some pet stories. Is that weird? I guess I don't care if it's weird.

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Pets are great. I took Chainsaw out earlier and she flew back with an eyeball in her beak.
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She's charming as usual. [ He specifically does not ask what happened to the eyeball because he doesn't really want to know. ]
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She gets that from me.
[They both very well know that she gobbled that eyeball right up.]
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Wish she'd go back to eating paper.
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I'm currently in the same boat as you when you mention never having had a pet. Admittedly, I've wondered what it would be like, though.
One of my friends mentioned a tree on the ship that grew kittens. Wouldn't that be amazing to see?
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I know someone that mentioned that as well. They have a kitten from it actually. It's hard to imagine how a tree would grow kittens, just how that would look and work... The kitten seems pretty normal which is also strange to imagine.
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They do? [Maybe Peter had been telling the truth!] Would it be possible to ask them if they know anything else about pets that might have been on the ship?
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[ Reluctantly. Actually he'll just ask someone else that was there. ]
Are you wanting one?
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there was a vet on the ship. ahab worked there (he has a dog with an eye patch), might check if they had any animals held in there put on pacdisc. usually it was just the kitten tree cats, idk who grabbed them though.
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I'm not trying to get a pet really...
[ What would he do with it anyway. They already have chainsaw. ]
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why not? seemed like you liked petra
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I do... it just... doesn't seem like the right time to get a pet.
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Mine's named after an old friend, and while he doesn't bite people's extremities as much as he used to, he'll still take the chance to nibble a finger or an ear if he gets it.
...The dog, not the friend.
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This dog had a great deal of exceptional traits. The more excited it got, the more its neck would lengthen. One day, a little human came along. This human was meant to be captured, for its SOUL was very valuable to the creatures that lived in the area. But as fate would have it, a few pets to the dog's head was enough to defuse its attacks entirely. Soon it was simply happy to have the company and affection that it craved.
The human pet and pet and just kept petting. The dog's neck grew longer and longer until it was more akin to a giraffe than anything canid. But the human could not stop. The human needed to see how far this would go.
The dog was ecstatic. At long last, it had love and attention. It could stay like this forever.
Then the human killed it with a single blow.
The End.
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I personally can attest to this one's veracity.
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I used to have a cat. Orange tabby. I once convinced my red-haired friend to wear him on his head and see how long it took our commander to notice.
It didn't take long. And I had to fetch my friend's ale for weeks afterwards.
It was worth it.
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Oh, no. He was plenty happy to have a resting spot for a few minutes.
I have to admit it was far more humorous than subtle. I thought so, anyhow.
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I've been around quite a few, though...my nephew loved bringing strays home when he was younger. My sister and her husband used to have varied reactions, to say the least. We never knew what would turn up next at their place. They weren't usually dangerous, though. Not like the terrors my wife's former boss has. Vornskyrs...they'll eat you alive if they aren't wearing their collars and being controlled. I'm just glad I never spent much time around them.
As an adult, my companions have been mechanical...they're far more intelligent than pets, though. They seem almost human, sometimes.