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I’m not fond of pets. I’ve never been.

2 my parrots were eaten by my cat when I was a child, and my cat was finally killed by my brother.
for parrots.
my dog has become a real specialist in food search anywhere outside home and takes care of itself on its own.
my lamb named Gosha died because.. because he felt sad and frustrated I guess. I never asked.

I wouldn’t advise you to buy fishes. they are wet and have something round and cold inside them. like a fistful of ice. like a bubble filled with cold water and nightmares.

if you’d like to have a pet – buy a scorpion.
and be tender to it.
it will also be tender to you, if you dare to share your love with him.
yes, they can kill. but they can also love. seeming too dangerous, too poisonous and extremely unsocial – they can be unbelievable loveable and devoted deep inside they poisonous hearts. deep inside their decomposed mind.
too much deep inside.

they will be able to love until death.  and absolutely no matter theirs or
yours.

if one day you’d like to have a pet – buy a scorpion.
and name it Rei.