Right now I’m looking into my fish tank at my turtle, Mr. Bert. He’s a pretty good pet, he’s pretty quite, easy to please, confined to his tank, and best of all, he’s a good listener. Actually, a lot of the time I catch myself saying hi to him when I walk into my room, or even fully talk to him sometimes. Oh well, I’m a bit of a loner this summer so I gotta talk to someone, even if its just my turtle!
We have other pets too: a dog, a cat, several fish, a couple newts. But All of them are more bonded to my other family members than myself, so that’s why Mr. Bert and I have a special relationship.
He’s not my first pet though, that was actually a hamster that I bought with my sister when we were kids.Her name was
Molly, after the doll from the Big Comfy Couch, which was quite the hit show for us in those days. She was one of those kinds that was a splotchy orange with white mix.
It actually took us quite some time to save up for her, a few months actually. We were quite determined children, probably no more than 10 neither. But every time our parents came home from work or we had customers, we would ask if they had any pennies, nickles or dimes that we could have to add to our collection. Usually we could get some amount of money, and whenever we got a dollar or a Toonie, we got pretty excited. Heck, we even went as far as checking everyone’s shoes for pennies too.
Eventually we did end up filling this coffee tin that we used to hold all of change. Its actually kinda funny, we were trying to save for enough to get a ferret, we thought they were the cutest little animals ever. But I think once my parents realized we were serious and getting quite a bit of change, they managed to convince us to settle for a hamster. I’m sure they got quite relieved when we did fall for their new idea.
We even decided that we would name her Molly before we got her, and even decided the colour of the one we wanted.
Also, before we went to the pet store, my parents decided to trade us our tin of change for some bills, just to ensure that the cashier wouldn’t turn us away.
We had Molly for a good couple of years, where she built a lot of memories that are still infused within my childhood. Actually, when Molly had turned 1, we even threw her a birthday celebration, and with my mothers help, we baked a cake for her too. A carrot cake of course too, because she loved to munch on carrots.
Who knows what kind of animals I’ll own in the future, but I’m not sure any could bring as much fun and enjoyment as Molly had in my childhood. But you never really know.
“Never be afraid to laugh at yourself, after all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century” – Dame Edna Everage