Real Pet Stories Depicted (Comic Movie) 

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@@karenbertke3149 ❤️🙏

Same 😢

same with me @@Moonfeather-i4r

I always cry when it pops up on various socials

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Me too😭

I’m studying to be veterinary but honestly my heart breaks from this video. I barely can keep my tears

its ok. I know how you feel but it is what it is

@_That_One_Kid787, Thank you so much for your service , support, and all that you do. This video made me cry as well. Veterinarians are are the lifeline for our very precious family members. Animals deserve a better life

well your not wrong

Yes that is true

Yeah

for us, death is actually an angel. they appear horrifying to a bad soul but pleasant and nice to a kind soul. (Islam)

this is so true that i cried so hard

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Yeah this is so sad😢

That story really got to me, too, especially when thier human came down and laid with the kitty that was still alive and said “now the sun spot feels twice as warm” and the spirit of the other kitty was on its back with its head on the human’s leg. That really got to me after the whole story. 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

Everything breaks my heart into pieces 😭

Same I started crying so hard

I can't tell if this is cute or tragic?! Either way, I'm sobbing my eyes out right now!

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I had a black cat named marigold. She was the sweetest thing. One day she went outside, we found her with a practice arrow in her side the next morning.

⁠that’s horrible

@@mossratiethat’s horrid

I feel the same way and I had a black cat and her name was chips some day should only came back for food a couple days she never came back that when I was worried 😢

I'm not crying your crying :((

​@@Please-help-i-dont-wanna-existno we all are

What's sad is I have two cats now so I'm the one protecting them with my whole life

That was my breaking point

Be quiet boomer

Me trying not to cry: "FUCK!" Also me: *Starts crying my eyes out*

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I cried through all of them lol my mom walked in on me and she looked at me like I was insane and mental

There’s not a moment of this video I wasn’t grossly sobbing

Me too

YEEEEEEEEEE

Then you have soul, emotions and big heart :)

same😢

“Bawling”?? Wth does that mean? 😅

Yes, I really didn’t appreciate those two who were “pretending” to rescue that dog just to get fake recordings of rescues just to get false praises and worship in the comments.

Me too but for me, it’s the gorilla and the dog especially whenever he’s outside of the house. I’ll be in there any minute. 😢 and whenever he yells at the puppy, specifically the new puppy.

HOW IS IT CALMING!!!!!!

@@laurenterrett8369 as an animal lover, it makes you know that after death, the animals who left this world before us will be happy in deaths world, it’s like life put it, every life brought into her world will never be forgotten in death’s

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Makes me remember losing both of my cats I had, they were hit on purpose and I miss them a lot. That last part hit so hard… I miss my fur babies. Sassy and socks are together forever.

That's really sad... But hay maybe Ebah will find your cats and become friends!! I know when I die no matter the force I will find the animals... No family I have lost and hug them for a very long time!!!!

i no how you feel i had a dog to i had to potdan i miss him

Sorry this is long; it's a complicated story, but one with lots of pain, lots of joy, lots of love, and lots of heartbreak. ... We had a flock of feral chickens in our yard growing up; they were from a neighbor who moved out, he couldn't catch them all and some stayed and had lots of babies. Other breeds of chickens came from other neighbors, who also had released some chickens; one skinny hen mated with an Old English Game and had a very sweet girl I named Bianca; she had several beautiful babies, but her last batch had 5 of the sweetest roosters in the entire world! Two in particular, were Gorgeous and Brad. Brad was a very sweet and protective brother; he was affectionate even to other species besides chickens! (He would often sit on a chair on the front porch, right alongside a very sweet and affectionate black kitten, Thomas (also "feral" but tame with us). Thomas would bathe Brad sometimes; he didn't seem to mind, he was such a sweet little boy.) ... This is where things start to get sad, but then devastating. ... One day, the original neighbors who owned the chickens came back to get some; I had to surrender lots of them, because they were legally theirs. It came down to choosing which one I wanted to keep: Brad or Gorgeous. I loved both boys with all of my heart; it nearly broke me to have to choose to let one go away (the neighbors didn't even hold chickens the right way usually). I bid a very heartbroken farewell to Gorgeous; I damn near cried, he was as much my baby as Brad was. And Brad loved Gorgeous very much too. ... After this, Brad actually bonded with a much younger rooster, Feddyboi, who was a few weeks younger, from another hen, probably another rooster too; Feddyboi was a spitfire with an attitude problem! (But I still loved him with all of my heart.) Feddyboi would literally "dominate mate" my arm, and do other disrespectful things; Brad would simply peck him to keep him in line! As the two grew up, with only a few hens in the yard between them, they acted more kind towards each other than most actual full blooded brother roosters do! (Undoubtedly, due to Brad's kindness.) ... The day that killed me: It was Valentine's Day, I was attending a day treatment program at the time. Something in my gut told me not to go that day, to cancel my ride and stay home; I chucked it up to being single and lonely, and went anyway. When I came back home, just as I left the transport van, from the neighbor's yard I heard the most unmistakable, horrendous "HEEELLP!!!; it was definitely a chicken's voice, screaming for help clear as day. I felt my own blood turn to sharp ice crystals, my heart sank. And when I dropped my stuff I was holding and ran over to the fence, I felt my life drain away when I saw Brad against the fence, facing our yard; his front end was unharmed, but when I got back there I saw where they had punctured his right abdomen, it was bleeding, he had organ damage. I had made a promise I would not curse, because it was impolite and I was religious at the time; what I was screaming at those three stray punk-a** dogs undoubtedly broke 12 of the 10 Commandments, and made all of divinity, all of sacrelige, all of damnation, and even the void of Athiesm itself blush!! ... Brad was just my baby. What I chose at the end of his life, the next night I chose to let him free again, instead of him dying in a cardboard box in the living room. We already had a rooster who died in our house in a cage, it was very undignified; Brad was the leader of the flock, the most pleasant surprise in my life, just 2 days before the attack. Just him, the leader; Feddyboi, second in command; the previous leader Mikey (Feddyboi's uncle, his mom's much older brother), standing by willingly, almost proud for them (he was very sweet too); and Brad's mom (Bianca) and Feddyboi's mom (Peepsie), walking next to the two young roosters, very happy looking. ... Although I believe that considering the circumstances (we were extremely poor and had been annexed into city limits on the outskirts of town, and we didn't own any of the chickens), we truly did our best. I do not regret that decision; I knew it would be very cold again that night after a warm snap. I knew that if anything could stop bleeding, the cold could; Brad did not belong in a house with termite damage, living in filth with a hoarder, sitting in a pool of his own blood in a box. But I still miss him so dearly, and I wish I had more time with him. He was like a son to me; I was more or less of a god parent, and I raised him almost as much as Bianca did (at times; but nobody can replace an actual mother.) Bianca was a very sweet, loving mother, who was very brave (fought a hawk mid-air once!) She was his mommy, but I was his daddy. I helped him into the tree when he couldn't fly there himself. But then, I still did after he was grown; he never stopped being my little boy, even when he was a full-grown rooster, nearly a year old. ... I miss you son. I love you Brad. Daddy misses you.

That's really sad I hope that he will find his family in the afterlife when the time comes!!!!

18:47 awwww I loved the happy ending

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So cute ❤❤❤

Just like my messy my turtle he got stuck under my bed and didn't get food so he died and my dog Chester who ran away

@@speedyjz3387 I’m so sorry that happened :( I hope your not to sad about it though

That is really unfortunate that happened. It’s really unfortunate you couldn’t say “goodbye” or “I’m so sorry!” Not to sound morbid, heartless or disrespectful, but I hope it was a quick death. I hope he didn’t suffer before his final moments, and that death was able to comfort kitty’s soul with due haste. May Kitty rest in eternal peace and happiness within the loving embrace of Death’s arms, and within your heart.

@@darthvadergamingttv5355 your very kind ❤️

I'm Orry for your loss and something like that happened to my cat Rusty but she got killed by a fisher I wish I could get revenge on that monster😢

He sounds more like a Kiwi than an Aussie, but I suppose it could be worse... 😅

Yeah