First and foremost, I need to say THANKS!
Thank you so so much for entering the Blog Hop and my giveaway. There were so many great great entries and I am such a softie at heart and reading about all of your childhood pets totally made my day.
Secondly, I had a good learn in this experience. That despite my tendency for procrastination, it’s super important to follow through on your word. So even though this is super super late (please accept my sincerest and deepest apologies!) the official winners for the Book Giveaway comments are:
When I was small we had a lovely tabby cat called Fritzi. He had three white paws and a white tip to his tale. He got old, and died when I was about 10. My mum said he had gone off and joined the other animals in the fields, so I knew he’d died all alone, and I was so upset. I was still upset about him dying all alone, and mentioned this to my mum when I was about 40, just a few years before she died. She laughed and me and said, “oh, no, he came home and died in my lap.” I was so relieved he’d been loved and at home when he went!
A cautionary tale for mums and dads everywhere, I think
- Jemima P
I had two turtles, and I loved them so much. I’m glad I got them when I did, because after I got them, there was the salmonella scare and they weren’t available in my state anymore. They were mini red-eared sliders, so very small, and one was skinny and fast and one was fat and slow. The fast one ate all the food first so I had to put in more food for the other one to get any, so I don’t know why the skinny one wasn’t fatter!
As a child, we had ONE pet. My mother hates animals in all shapes & forms. But our friends had just had puppies at their house & we begged & begged & begged. And, new puppies are really cute, so……….we won! We named him Buttons. He was my dad’s pal, forever a thorn in my mom’s side & he was THE TOWN DOG. He chased every car that went by. He followed us everywhere we walked. If we walked uptown, he followed & would often be found in the store looking for us. (Hey! They shouldn’t have propped the door open!) If we walked to the pool, he was in it & was got called to retrieve him. We had him for many, many years. I think we brought him home when I was about 5 years old or maybe not even quite that. I remember having him into my teens & then he just disappeared. We can only assume he got hit & killed or met a bad fate because he ALWAYS knew his way home. He knew every inch of the town we lived in.
- Georgia B
My favorite childhood pet was a cow named Sally. She was very tame and would follow us around. She would even go to the neighbors to visit. She was very gentle and my little brother would take his naps on her back when the weather was nice. My dad got home from work at 5 o’clock every night and Sally would be waiting for him on the back porch. He would fix a pot of coffee and then fix him a cup and pour the rest in a pan for Sally. She loved coffee. We would ride on the cow like she was a horse–what fun we had with that cow. My mother wasn’t as enthused with Sally as the rest of us because she would come in the house every chance she got and my mother would have all kinds of fits. :0) Most of the family loved that cow and I think that mom secretly did, too.
- Cheryl R
Had two cats when I was a kid, Sparky and Fluffy. They were so different it was amazing they were friends. Sparky was like a spark, a risk taker, bright and energetic. Fluffy was more sedate, quiet, and more of a follower.
- Heidi G
What delightful pet stories. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you all enjoy your books!