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Lol I laughed about Jordan only having one swear word.
It is Thursday here for me so I am going to do a TBT on the souls of two of my pets.
I've lost pets over the years but these are the only two that basically visited me after they died.
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This was my white crested duck. I didn't name her - I didn't name my birds because I had them at my mom's and didn't know if I could have them for the rest of their life. Well it ended up we did have her for the rest of her life.
So we had this duck for a few years, she was sweet, she was not loud so we were able to have her in an urban backyard. She had a bad leg so she kinda limped everywhere but still laid an egg everyday. One day when I was at work she was free ranging in the backyard and we ended up having the worst storm. When I came home I couldn't find her anywhere. I finally found her in a tiny ditch at the side of the house, she was dead. I went in my car and cried. A teardrop dropped on my phone and it, I kid you not, turned into the silhouette of a duck! I don't remember if it was crested or not, it was mainly the head and chest, not the full body but I gasped when I saw that.
I made note of the day she died but now can't remember where I wrote it or when it was. It was either in 2014 or 2015.
My only other pet that visited me was my dog Daisy. I got her when I had a dog named Honey that ran away 10 days after I got her (Honey's like to disappear don't they Krystal lol). So I posted flyers and someone in my neighborhood called me asking if I wanted their dog. I said yes. I didn't know she had cancer because her shots were up to date and everything so I didn't take her to the vet. She had this bump under her bandana that looked like a crater sort of. Anyway Daisy was not fully housetrained. I was a full time student working so I didn't have the proper time to housetrain her. She kept peeing on my dad's carpet so he said she had to go. The lady who adopted her told me she had the operation done on her to remove her cancer but my dog died from an allergy to the anesthesia. Wow I just had an epiphany that the multipoo puppy Polly I had who died in 2011 from an allergy may have been Daisy reincarnated.
Anyway Daisy died in March of 2003. I was in art class and I was working on a drawing of a multicolored dalmation. Right at that time I moved into another house. On night I put the drawing next to me on the floor- no idea why but I did- I woke up and found a dog tooth on the drawing.
This was Daisy- she was 7.
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I have ghost stories too but don't wanna scare anyone. Anyone have pets visit them after they passed?
OMG!!! What great stories!!! Sorry for your losses but geezzz those stories made my hair stand up on my back of my neck!
And Honeys love to disappear. We had to have a tracker on our cat because she would just go walking and then you would track her and her collar would beep so she knew you were looking for her so she would come home and act like she was never out of the house and you were the idiot for thinking she was gone.
She had the hots for my dad. She loved him and only him. He would help her catch bugs and stuff so she would come tell him all the time she wanted and he would help her.
I found a photo of her.
She had a bad attitude but she would let you love her for hours then go ok now I bash you and would start play attacking.
Omg she was soooo obsessed with my bothers room. He would go for a shower and she would hear his door open and sneek in there when he was in the shower and hide behind the curtain until he sat down on his computer gaming chair and got comfortable then she would come out and he couldn't get her out lol she would bash him, jump over everything, scratch his computer chair while looking him in the eyes. We would have to get dad and dad would come in and she would be acting like an angel tell him we were the issue. So he would take her out and lay with her in the lounge room. Damnnn cat.



But when half of your flock is roosters, something’s gotta change, am I right?
He was super sweet, too. He’s still alive with a ton of hens for himself on a farm (even better, I know the people he went to).
Sorry my TBT wasn’t too interesting, but it was fun to share. 
Fingers crossed love.
But he might have been a Golden Appenzeller Spitzhauben, but then again his crest was trimmed. So I don’t know. 


