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My first pet were actually two dogs, from the same litter. I was 8 and named them Rocky and Bullwinkle. They were Poodle/ Shitzu crosses and sadly, two of the dumbest dogs I've ever met.
Once, when we were renovating our house, we caught them eating the insulation that goes in the walls. Apparently this cut up their digestive system really bad. I still remember how scared I was to lose them.
Eventually, we had to give them up as I turned out to not be as responsible as I thought I would be when it came to looking after two dogs. Plus there was a newborn baby that we didn't think the dogs would interact well with. I remember saying good-bye to them before taking them to the animal shelter. The seriousness of the situation never struck me at the time but days later I realized I'd never see them again. I still think about them from time to time.
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