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The first pet I've ever had was from the flea market. My dad let my sister and I pick out two turtles each. That wasn't the best idea because we had put them in tiny containers but they were tiny so it's fine. I name one after me and one after my best friend at the time: K.
After they started growing, on the way to my grandmothers house there was a lake were we put them in. I wonder what they are doing now..
The second "pet" we had were fish in a (around) 50 gallon tank. I don't remember what type of fish but I remember having to cleaning the tank out repeatedly.
The third pet we had was a black cat named Midnight. I was really young but I remember one time when (s)he scratched my pointer finger and I cried while cleaning the cut off in sink.
Our fourth pet was a dog named Henry. He was a black and brown mutt who wasn't inside a lot. My parents did not like him very much but then again they are not really a fan of animals. One day while we're at school and my dad was at home. Apparently Henry dig a whole underneath our fence and we never saw the dog again. I remember when my parents sold the dog house and two stranger were in our backyard taking the wooden hut.

Our fifth pet was all mine. On the day of my sisters soccer game (which is on a Saturday) I can't recall who asked who (pretty sure it was my dad) to get me a hamster so we went straight to Petsmart. At that time I had my allowance so the deal was that I pay for the hamster and he pays for the rest. Two years later I buried him in the backyard. My best memory of him was when I got him a new cage the wheel was outside and he had to crawl into it to run and when I clean the cage I forgot to put the wheel back on and he escaped for two days. My sister found him at two am trying to crawl underneath her door.