I know this may seem like the lamest thing ever… but for many of my young years I had always aspired to have a pet fish. It just seemed so perfect to me. I mean I wouldn’t have to take it on walks or worry about it causing allergic reactions. Even if it never really knew who I was, even if it would constantly hit its head against the glass bowl, and even if it practically didn’t do anything at all, it would be my fish.
And, I almost did get a pet fish until I realized I had absolutely no idea what I would do when the awful day would come when… um… Charles (sure, why not) would be floating at the top of the bowl belly side up. It was, and still is, slightly horrifying to think about.
So, I scratched that idea.
And as a result I am still pet-less.
However, if I could presently have an imaginary pet with an infinite lifespan (because I would definitely get attached to it too quickly) I’ve got to say that I would get… a dog. Probably a lab or a golden retriever (I know, the two most stereotypical breeds, but hey, there’s a reason why they’re so popular). I’ve always longed for a companion, especially since I’m an only child. How nice it would be to have… Charles (I’m still going with this really random name) bound excitedly up to me everyday when I returned from school, waging his tail behind him:)
But in all sincerity, pets really can be and are important parts of one’s family. They help illustrate and help us understand the true meaning of friendship, love, loyalty, and happiness. I hope one day I too will be able to experience the joy in taking care of a pet. It’s definitely no surprise that a dog is called a man’s best friend.