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Went away to live on a farm
Went away to live with a sad old lonely lady
Went away to stay with its brothers and sisters
Lived a ridiculously long time, sometimes even changing sex!

Our sneaky parents...

No, ours always died and were buried.

Really? I though all parents did this!

My sister and I always knew when our pets died and had elaborate burials in the back garden, we had a whole pet graveyard going on!

The only one that was a bit suspicious was when our dad told us that our tortoise had run away.

died and buried in the garden

my tortoise was stolen by gypsies...

(it actually drowned in the garden pond.. )

Mine found a lady friend and ran away apparently.

Are you telling me this isnot true, OP? <wibble>

No, mine died too. My parents thought it was a great way to teach us about death and what happens.

I'll always be grateful to them for that as I genuinely feel it has helped me cope when my grandparents died

My rabbit died of tummy ache apparently.

I had a dog that went to live on a farm after he bit me. It was only a little bite though.

I didn't realise what had actually happened until I heard a comedian making a joke out of the whole thing when I was in my early 20's. I said to my then bf 'I don't get it, my dog went to live on a farm, what's so funny?' He looked at me like this and then the penny dropped.

I had a cat who my dad popped into the car and took to a farm. He was pissed off because the cat kept eating his posh fish from his pond.

I cried and moped and sulked.

A week later my dad went out and got him back. He genuinely had been to a farm but hadn't been happy and refused to leave his bed.

My dad brought him home to me.



He was a dark ginger cat called Bonington with a freckle on his nose and lived until he was 18.

My dad forgave him for the fish debacle and Bonington spent his last few years puuring on my dad's lap.

And yes, it was definately the same cat!

lol

no, I remember burying the guinea pigs in the garden and scooping the dead fish out of the tank.

though I remember crying buckets when my first g piggy died

MrsRajesh, I loved reading that

mrsrajesh me too. big smile on my face.

Mine died. i cried.
My friends rabbit disappeared the same day they had rabbit pie true.

We had one pet. A black lab. He was a few months older than me and lived until I was 12.

He was PTS after having a stroke and brought home. He was buried in the garden.

Dp was talking fondly of his old dog around the Sunday dinner table with his parents and siblings, partners Etc

Telling the partners how great this dog was but when he got old it wasn't fair on him to live with so many noisy kids and how his dad knew a man with a farm who had lots of fields..... He stopped to ask his dad where the farm was again.... His dad was frozen with a spud half way to his mouth whilst his mother was hiding behind a Yorkshire pudding giggling.

Poor dp found out the truth about the farm at 32 years old.

We are on a farm and rescue a motley crew of animals so you never know if your hens/guinea pig/ cat/ duck/ goat or dog really did come to live on a farm.

Mind you. I had a hamster that lived 10 years. I only found out it was actually 7 different hamsters about two years ago.

We had a ginger and cream cat called Tigger who was very sly and clever, and slightly unnerving. He got ran over and duly buried with full feline honours in the garden. An hour later he was at the window waiting to come in. My mum was too scared to go and dig his grave up.

when i was about 5 we had a cat that was poisoned by slug pellets from a neighbours garden - there was no pretending she went to live on a farm. She was scooped up and rushed to the vet, never to return.

Poor Tuppy.

When we moved country when I was 5 our cat 'was given to a new family by the vet'

The cat in question was a vicious beast who hated people, my parents decided 6 months quarantine would drive her even more insane and had her put down and spun me the above line.

Our cats always died and got buried.

I've been the same with my own DC and all our many pets over the years.

Though DS was unsure when a friend's dog had to be PTS, I was telling him that Goldie had gone to heaven, and DS piped up "You'll see him in heaven before we do Mummy, you're old, you'll get to heaven first"

<snort> i'm sorry i shouldn't laugh but the tales of finding out the truth in your 30s is funny....

I had a cat who was given to a poor little girl who didn't have her own cat - that IS what happened isn't it? This thread is making me wonder..........

Oh and i had a hamster too that went from being the gentlest creature one day to a vicious finger munching demon the next

Is there something my parents didn't tell me?

My Dad recently admitted that my Sister's hamster had met his end by falling into a bucket of wallpaper paste.
Apparently he escaped and was found in it one morning.