My Pet History, Part One

A brief but torrid affair fueled by fur and animal kingdom...

My Pet History
By Charles C. Capen
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When I was five I had 2 fish and some turtles. Both fish lost their lives at the hand of a binge eating weekend at a kegger party. The turtles disappeared in an unsolved mining expedition and the holes they made eventually closed up.

I grew up a bit and decided that Sea Monkey's were boring. So I got a golden retriever for my 12th? birthday. Now, when you get a puppy for your birthday, for the love of God DO NOT have a raffle to pick out its name. Let me explain further...

A year later, I lost the dog and had to drive around with my mom. She ended up in the projects on Army Street.

And the name we picked out of the jar: Whitey.

It was then I learned expressions like, "Shut your cracker ass up" and "I know you're white, fool".

We later found her. She had been taken great care of down there in those projects.

I just wish the people living in them were taken that good care of by the city.