So, in that meme thing, Missus_Grace was the only one to ask me to write about something (I'm guessing I scared everyone else off :P), and she chose the topic of pets.
I have a dog--a German Shepard--named Linc. I am totally a dog person. There's just something too small about cats (and small dogs), that make me wary.
However, if I were eccentric, I'd totally get a white Bengal tiger, cause they're fucking kick ass. There's just something so incredibly majestic about them, and they're my total favorite of all the big cats. Black leopards would be second, I think.
My first pet ever was a German Shepard/other mix, named Brita. I was about seven, and tried to take care of her as best as I could. But at that point in time, my mom was working on her Masters degree, and I spent most of my after school time at my Aunt's house, which left Brita home alone. This is why one day, after getting back from a sleepover at my cousins, I came home to find my dog gone. My mom saw a nice couple walking down the street apparently, and decided to give her away. Just like that.
That's all I have to say about that one.
Wait, no I don't.
I told my mom that if she ever did that with Linc, I'd never forgive her. Needless to say, he's still here, and one of the best damn dogs ever. He's very loving, and kind of emotional. He always howls when he's sad, and is extremely hyper. He's trained well enough, but purposely hard headed. I loves my Linc.
Oh, and if you didn't know, German Shepards are great family pets. I'd totally rec them.
I have a dog--a German Shepard--named Linc. I am totally a dog person. There's just something too small about cats (and small dogs), that make me wary.
However, if I were eccentric, I'd totally get a white Bengal tiger, cause they're fucking kick ass. There's just something so incredibly majestic about them, and they're my total favorite of all the big cats. Black leopards would be second, I think.
My first pet ever was a German Shepard/other mix, named Brita. I was about seven, and tried to take care of her as best as I could. But at that point in time, my mom was working on her Masters degree, and I spent most of my after school time at my Aunt's house, which left Brita home alone. This is why one day, after getting back from a sleepover at my cousins, I came home to find my dog gone. My mom saw a nice couple walking down the street apparently, and decided to give her away. Just like that.
That's all I have to say about that one.
Wait, no I don't.
I told my mom that if she ever did that with Linc, I'd never forgive her. Needless to say, he's still here, and one of the best damn dogs ever. He's very loving, and kind of emotional. He always howls when he's sad, and is extremely hyper. He's trained well enough, but purposely hard headed. I loves my Linc.
Oh, and if you didn't know, German Shepards are great family pets. I'd totally rec them.