I know.
I had Goldie and Snowy when I was 7, then got Star, Comet and Kelly (and another two my brother named after football players). Snowy lived for a good 4 years at least and so did Kelly. So that was okay.
Well my dad hates cats and dogs, my mum's allergic to hamsters and guinea pigs and stuff and they don't trust me to keep a rabbit alive. Or, they don't trust me to keep it clean anyway.
I'll try and put it nicely. As people get older and start to fear death, they want to believe that when you die you don't just become nothing, so they turn to religion in the hope of an afterlife.
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