My Sweet Pet

I have had four pets in my life.

They were very cute and always made me happy.

My first pets were tropical fish. They don’t have name.

I had a cistern, and there are many small, beautiful fish.

My favorite fish was a neon tetra which has small blue body and red point.

I don’t remember exactly when I had them, but long time ago before I have gone to elementary school.

What was hard for my brother and me is when we change the old water to new water, we had to take all the fish into a bucket.

I didn’t want to touch fish even with a net; I was scared to touch them.

But when I was looking at the cistern and beautiful fish, I felt calm.

I don’t want to remember, but unfortunately they were eaten by golden fish which were into the cistern.

It supposed to keep with my beautiful tropical fish.

Since that point, I have hated golden fish, and I don’t like even any beautiful fish likewise.

My second pet was a hamster. His name was Cook.

He had soft　motley looking coat.

I’m not sure cook was male or female though. lol

He was gotten by my brother from my brother’s friend.

I liked when he was eating a sunflower kernel from my hand and enter under the fridge during a chasing.

He was very cute and smart, and I had played with him every day.

My third pet was a squirrel. Her name was Pudding.

I got her from my friend when I was an elementary school student.

She was very active and liked playing on a hamster wheel.

She often escaped from the squirrel cage and flew all over the house.

I had studied how to treat a squirrel a lot, but she passed away soon from I got her.

I thought I might be wrong something, so I felt really sorry :’(

My fourth pet was a dog. Her name was Chu-chu.

My family got her from an animal hospital.

She was a half-bred; she had brown fur, floppy ears, and a black nose.

She was strong and fierce, so I was little afraid of her. lol

But I liked when I called her, she would come to me.

I couldn’t take her walk because her power was stronger than me, and she always took me the different way she wanted to go.

So my father always took her walk, and I followed them.

I liked the time we walked together. We could see Mt. Fuji very well; it was beautiful.

The day before she dead, she was fine, so we didn’t know the time she dead.

My brother found her in the early morning in her house at the outside of my house.

I’m so sorry to her that she dead alone.

She was always cute and attached to us.

Death of loved pet is very sad, so I sometimes don’t want to have pet anymore.

However they always made me happy or feel better when I was alone or sad.

I loved them and I want to have pet again sometime.