(Used to) Not Want Pets
There was a time when I rarely considered having pets. From what I remember growing up, I only had a couple of pets. They were some hamsters I think my brothers wanted and two small goldfish I won at a county fair. I was about seven when I had the fish. One was gold and the other was silver (Sampson and Hampton). I was a mere toddler when we had hamsters and I don't remember much about them, except I needed to be supervised when I fed the little cute monsters. Since then, I've always had a fascination with hamsters, mice, degus and other similar rodents because...I guess I'm weird like that. But as for dogs and cats, I was completely against it. Don't get at me, I love me some animals. The only reason why I was against having these pets was because of my allergies. I usually react to anything with fur. If a dog jumps up on me to be friendly, I immediately wash my hands. After spending years cringing at cute little pudgy furry faces at pet stores, my mother...
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