My brother and I used to have one that we all shred and played with. It was a lone pinto mouse that my older brother got from his friend. My parents never said a word about it and we thought that it's okay to keep it so we kept it in a shoe box with rice grains for it to eat. The next day we couldn't find the shoe box and we all went mad looking for it. Years later, my dad admitted to having given it away because they don't like any type of mice in the house. When I got my own hamster later on, I had to give it away too. My dog Clio is the very first pet I got to keep.
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