Pets

Since I grew up living in an apartment, I didn’t have pets until I was ten years old. And the first pets I had were two fish, inside an aquarium that I thought was beautiful. Unfortunately, my brother changed their water one day, as the aquarium had been soiled enough, and inadvertently used very hot water and died instantly. From that moment on, I had no more pets, so you could say that the fish were my favorite while they lived.

What I didn’t expect was that three years ago, my parents came in with a little bitch who had abandoned her former owners, and they took her home. It took me quite a while to get used to having dogs at home (now there are two more), but apparently they are already part of the family, and since I do not stay there much, I do not complicate so much. Finally, I still wish I had pet fish, but that's life.