Hi I wanted to share my emotional first pet story.
It was 11 august 2018.
My grand father bought me a

.It’s name was pineapple though I used to call it piney.as far as now I deleted all of piney’s pictures since I didn’t want to remember him and

…well.
12th september
Piney is now 12 days old.He’s was beautiful mixed bantam.He had deep brown feathers with a spotty coat.
14th
Piney can now go outside and run in the garden.He likes worms and ants….
November 2nd
Piney has found a mate.guess what next?an egg!
November 20th 3:16pm
I was baking in the kitchen when I heard loud cackles and screams from the coop.I dropped my bowl and ran to the coop.A large tabby cat was laying there staring at piney and his kids.I tried scaring the tabby but when he saw me he jumped sideways on the coop and a chick got loose.Piney ran after the chick through the torn net followed by his chick family.I screamed and ran to find help since I couldn’t catch them.within 23 seconds i scrammmed back to find Piney laying still on the ground.Fortunately the chicks were alive in a corner they managed to go to.There were 6 claw marks on pineys chest and i was crying…..though ik that I couldn’t bring him back from where he went.It was all my fault for an instance.I never keep memories off my pets because it makes me feel sad thinking about them once they’re gone….