Anyways, our beloved Ranee, she got a really serious, like pathological, fear of furry animals, so there's never been any question of us having that kind of pets.
And this is a totally shit environment for dogs anyways, not that that stops people from having them.
We got fish
|I like having the paradigm between PET and FOOD in constant flux...|
and these three fucking radioactive turtles. Actually they started out as them little NT$50-sized ones you get, but whatever the Ranee just fucking looks at grows like a bastard (she grows potatoes and chilies and shit on our back balcony and the front balcony Tarzan would fucking get lost in)
|Uhhh, OK, so who exactly is supposed to be snapping the photo again??? Fucking Tantor??|
and after 3 years of her attentions they're bigger than my fucking hand.
I keep waiting for them to start running around doing the fuckin Ninja shit
at least then I could hire them out and they could pay for their own damn dead flies.