Note to self: No more pets please!

Pam,

This is the young working adult version of you speaking. If you find yourself on impulse saying "Why not" to a cute&cuddly or hm-interesting pet, please remember to read this post.

You are not fit to keep any pet if 1 of the following conditions is true:
(1) Your room is in a mess
(2) Your spending habits is yet to be disciplined
(3) You come back later than 10pm every night
(4) You don't own a maid or living with your mom
(5) You are not able to check on your new pet every night to make sure they are alive.
(6) You are not able to commit to clean the cage/aquarium every day.
(7) You don't have a boyfriend.

If the conditions are met but you still insist of keeping one, please read and recall the memory below:

You had a very, very long week that saw you returning home at 11pm every night. So one Friday night, you came back after a rocking RE:UNION party and decided to check on your abandoned hermits. You noticed two immobile shells but thankfully, there were life in them.


However, those lives didn't belong to your hermits but another whole new species - called maggots. You hated them with every single cell in your body. Immediately, your heart fell and it dropped deeper when you recognized the shell of your favourite hermit among the dead. With so much depressing emotions swelled within you, you went to bed, unsure of how to clean the cage and to rescue the rest.

As usual, when you were confused, you would procrastinate as long as you can. You were so concerned about the hermits to a point that you even dream of them. Finally, you woke up and braved yourself to face the evil maggots only to discover that your cowardice had given the villains ample time to grow in power.


These wicked things had grew by centimeters over night and found strength to enlarge their territory. They had crawled above the aquarium and beyond. Horrified by sight and smell, you abandoned thoughts of squishing them but turned to the aerosol spray instead. 


Unfortunately, you had underestimated your villains. The time was ticking. Your villains were spreading to the next shelf and you needed to leave to church in 15 minutes. 

As usual, your brilliant mind came alive under pressure and you resorted to fire. You happily lighted these evil creatures that left the cage. Then, you used the 'kepit' to rescue the remaining surviving hermits. Unable to bear the sight of the evil hive, you threw the entire aquarium into the trash, took them out, and ensure the trash was miles away from your home.


The experience was so vile, it gave you an aftermath headache. From that day onwards, you vowed to yourself to not keep pets by impulse anymore. Until this point of your blog, the memory still frighten you and sometimes you thought there was something crawling in your wrist --- could it be that one of those creature crawled into your skin and.... EWWWWWWWWWW... nOnoNONO!!!


So, future Pam, please don't let your impulse make your decision especially when it comes to keeping pets.