Did you have pets when you were a child? What pet did your family have and what was your pet's name?

[JamiNeal09]

 Through my childhood my family had many dogs - many rabbits - many misc pets but only 1 cat and 1 dog made an ever lasting impression in my heart.

My mother brought a kitten home in 1988, she called him George and my father HATED cats. Some how George made an impression on my dad too. My mom ended up prego with me in 89 and if George felt me kicking inside he would growl, hiss, and pat his paws at my moms stomach. When I was born George HATED me. He'd lay on my face or on various parts of me, he'd even tell on me! When I was 7 months old I climbed up the stairs to our 2nd story. My mom told me that George had gone into the kitchen where my mom was doing dishes and annoyed her by meowing until she followed him to the staircase. My mother knew I was in the living room but she didn't see me so George went on the first step and flicked his tail and my mom scolded him demanding that he found me. So George went up the stairs flicked his tail (since pulling his tail was my favorite thing to do) and I came right out of the upstairs bathroom. Hahaha, oh well, darn cat, I always got him back by teething on his tail!

Poor George was put down in 2002 after my parents divorce. He had stomach tumors and wouldn't eat. George went 1 week with out eating or getting any better so my father decided to put our good ol family pet down. He was burried outside my window with a wooden board as a headstone.

In 2001 my mother and grandma moved into a new home together. My dad still had custody of me but I visited every weekend. My mother picked me up in her little GEO Metro convertible (PIMPIN!) and there was dog food in the back, I didnt think much of it though because she usually bought dog food for my aunts 2 dogs. When we pulled into the garage she had a strange smile on her face, I walked into the kitchen and there stood this little white puppy with a black patch on his right eye. The poor thing was so tiny and skinny. I guess my cousin Enos found this little puppy on the side of the road just roaming around, so since they already had two dogs, they gave him to us. Well we found out that the puppy was a pitbull & dolmation. He had no agression to him at all, he just loved to play.

Pedie is what we decided to call him (after Pete in the little rascals). He was so loving, never harmed anything bigger than a fly, and he was hyper. However in 2005 when I was pregnant, Pedie was playing outside with my aunts dogs and it was a pretty hot day. I walked outside to go watch the dogs and Pedie came close to me but stopped about 5 feet away. All of a sudden his feet gave out and he started shaking violently. We took him to the Vet and sure enough poor Pedie was epileptic.

When I my son Anthony was about 6 months old he started moving alot and he would climb onto Pedies stomach and fall asleep. They were the best of friends and I never had to worry about Pedie having a siezure around my baby because somehow Pedie would always know when he was going to have one, so he'd go into a differant room alone (usually the bathroom). For a little over 2 years Pedie was able to control himself, of course we'd have to give him shots of Volume or hold him down if it wasn't going to be horrible. However August of 2007 my mom calls me crying, I had moved out in the spring and was living with my boyfriend at the time. I asked her if everything was alright and she says very slowly "We had to put Pedie down yesterday, he had a very long siezure, about 45 minutes long of starting and stopping". Yes, it hurt to hear that, but I know that he only suffered from having the siezures.

So both of my animals are in a better place... Who knows? Maybe Pedie is up there bitting on Georges tail like I use to! haha