I Hate Animal Cruelty [I Am Against Animal Cruelty]
My family has been known for being handed abused pets.
While my aunt was alive, she was our feline lady.
My uncle is a huge dog lover. He is currently taking care of a dog that got beaten by some old hag he belonged to.
Me personally, i prefer rodents above all. I have been given a few hamsters throughout my life, the most notable being one called Vöri.
I remember them bringing him to me, freshly taken from it's abuse owner. It was some kid, i don't know what he did but it was said to be pretty bad.
The people who brought him to me were holding the cage as if it's full of bloodthirsty scorpions, telling me how i shouldn't touch him at all and just keep him safe.
That little hamster was the sweetest little thing. We became friends on day 2. I spent day 1 just watching him, letting him sniff my hand through the bars of the cage and on day 2 i just put my hand in there. Whatever pent up anger he had, i was ready to take it. He just cuddled up to my hand and i gently ran my fingers through his soft fur. He was wonderful. I took him from the cage and hugged him to my chest and took him to my bed and let him roam around there, let him know that my own nest is nearby. He was a good friend. Patient, friendly, NEVER bit me once.
While my aunt was alive, she was our feline lady.
My uncle is a huge dog lover. He is currently taking care of a dog that got beaten by some old hag he belonged to.
Me personally, i prefer rodents above all. I have been given a few hamsters throughout my life, the most notable being one called Vöri.
I remember them bringing him to me, freshly taken from it's abuse owner. It was some kid, i don't know what he did but it was said to be pretty bad.
The people who brought him to me were holding the cage as if it's full of bloodthirsty scorpions, telling me how i shouldn't touch him at all and just keep him safe.
That little hamster was the sweetest little thing. We became friends on day 2. I spent day 1 just watching him, letting him sniff my hand through the bars of the cage and on day 2 i just put my hand in there. Whatever pent up anger he had, i was ready to take it. He just cuddled up to my hand and i gently ran my fingers through his soft fur. He was wonderful. I took him from the cage and hugged him to my chest and took him to my bed and let him roam around there, let him know that my own nest is nearby. He was a good friend. Patient, friendly, NEVER bit me once.
