04-10-2011 at 3:37 AM

*cries*<br /> <br /> I'm sorry Kipper and Pumpkin...mommy loves you and she never wanted this to happen. Pumpkin, I didn't get to see you become a daddy, but you were a great dog and I will always remember you. Kipper...I'm sorry I did what I did to you, but mommy regrets it and she loves you tremendously. I remember how happy I was when I got you.<br /> <br /> As for my other 20+ cats/dogs, I'm sorry for doing this, I hope you guys go to better owners who will love you as much as I did.<br /> <br /> -Al AKA mommy

04-9-2011 at 11:19 PM

I miss my pets, sadly Foo banned me and wouldn't even give me a reason why. I asked and they didn't even answer.

04-9-2011 at 9:35 PM

Sadly I only had one pet... Well he wasn't even mine! But I used to care for him everyday, because I couldn't pay for a real one, I adopted him off of a foster care page.<br /> <br /> I also hope to make him on here once Ala opens to Shibas!<br /> <br /> <b><center>Buster</center></b><br /> <br /> <center><img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/29osx81.jpg" alt="Buster"/></center><br /> <br /> Buster the Shiba Inu had a wonderful start in life! He was raised in a loving home with an amazing pure breeder that bred for health and temperament, which obviously paid off for him! He was smothered by the love of his parents, brothers, and sisters, and even his owner.<br /> <br /> Buster was sold to a small family at 7 weeks old. He lived there only for a few days, as they were expecting a child. The change in his small life happened the 3rd day at his home where his master started labor. Rushing out the door his new family went, knowing the small fuzz ball would have to go sooner or later he was left outside, hoping they wouldn't be too long.<br /> <br /> Out the backyard gate they flew leaving a small furry bundle of white in the dark, on the cold grass with a small blanket, and a stuffed bear. <br /> <br /> After whimpering for about half an hour, Buster, or Bailey, as he was known as, wandered the backyard that he had never been alone in before. He sniffed the edges and pawed at the gate, in surprise in creaked open with a squeal. With stuffed bear in mouth he warily wandered out of the yard, hoping to see his little family there waiting.<br /> <br /> Noticing they were no where to be found, he wandered the street, staying on the sidewalk as he quickly learned from his breeder in the few weeks he was there, he was a very smart pup.<br /> <br /> After what seemed like days but was only hours, his little soft paws were becoming tired, and his jaw stiff from holding his bear. He settled in front of a house, under a soft, flowery bush.<br /> <br /> The next thing he remembered he was on a hard floor with a small towel. He glanced around frantically, ah there was his bear. He looked out the small wire mesh in front of him. He was in a car, as he had heard his owner's say. <br /> <br /> He was dropped off at a shelter. Not a pound, he could stay here as long as he liked! He had fun with the many puppies at the shelter.<br /> <br /> Where do I come in you ask? I walked in one day to this glorious shelter looking for a friend. As I had just started training as a vet I thought I could use a pet, I mean, what kind of vet <i>doesn't</i> have one? After scrolling cages after cages of adults I stumbled apon this cage full of little puppies, all without brothers, sisters, or parents. <br /> <br /> This little boy, who was feeding with the other pups, popped his head up, I still couldn't see his body. And gave me a questionable, or glazed over look. Confused and thinking something was wrong, I brought the puppy out. With the still glazed over look on his face I held him up to get a good look at him. <br /> <br /> <i>BUURP!!</i> And he quickly turned and licked my hands, with an all new, <i>"Aren't I cute?"</i> look on his face. After having a laugh attack I filled out the paperwork, learning I was not the first to ask for this puppy but the most qualified, and took him home after renaming him to Buster. <br /> <br /> His teddy bear is always on the couch, no matter what. And he loves agility and playing fetch at the dog park! Nights are the best. I have the best, and most comfortable pillow ever! And it's snow-white, and fluffy!

04-9-2011 at 12:46 AM

hoping this pic turns out right. its my first day here. but here she is. <br /> my first dog. pollyanna. <br /> <br /> <img src="http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/21519336/5m8mlSZfyM3u.jpg"><br /> <br /> now here is rex. my little athlete husky<br /> <br /> <img src="http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/21519336/al88GoywMkso.jpg"><br /> <br /> sally my only little kitty. she's a sweet thing<br /> <br /> <img src="http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/21519336/2gTyK6dMFnTH.jpg"><br /> <br /> and last but not least my most recent little puppy. bandit!<br /> <br /> <img src="http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/21519336/epolGQtEf1Sk.jpg"><br /> <br /> <br />

04-8-2011 at 11:16 PM

Awww... everyone's pets are so cute.

04-8-2011 at 4:13 PM

<img src="http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17687343/xYxYMTLRGn3j.jpg"><br /> <br><br><br /> <br /> This is Mimi, perhaps the site's favorite Long Haired Silver Tabby. I know Ala is a dog site, but I hope to keep her memory live here anyway. She's my wonderful little girl who stuck by me for more than a year and a half now and has never let me down. It breaks my heart that now, I have to leave her behind.<br /> <br /> Her story, as written by me on her profile:<br /> <br /> Mimi’s past is one of recognition not because of any horrific events or troubling abandonments, but because she came from humble beginnings and had a smooth transition into my home.<br /> <br /> Mimi was well taken care of in a small pet shoppe with her brothers and sisters and both her mother and father. For her first few weeks of life, Mimi began like all other kittens to explore and experience the world around her. Her eyes opened just a few days after her birth and she was as healthy as could be, thanks mainly to the kind shoppe keeper. Born in the late summer, Mimi found great comfort in the warm sun at the front of the area where she was kept. She found a particular liking to the brightly coloured toys in her pen and enjoyed the many people who came into the small shoppe during open hours.<br /> <br /> It was the time when the leaves slowly began to change to show signs of fall that I entered this shoppe. New to the area, I decided that I wanted a companion to share my experiences with in this new place. As I walked through the store, many of the dog breeds caught my eye, though nothing all too grabbing. I then headed to the other side of the store to where the cats resided. Siamese, Orange Tabbies, Himalayans, and many other types of cats of all varieties came to the front of their pens to greet me. They all looked so at ease and like wonderful potential pets. As I made my way back up the aisle towards the front of the shoppe, I saw a slightly larger pen with a family of gray cats. As I approached, I was taken aback by the beauty of the cats’ fur and eyes. The kittens, not more than two months old, were full of life and I couldn’t help myself but to smile. Two curled up next to each other in one corner, while one chased a small toy in the other. However, a single kitten caught my eye. She approached the side of the pen, head slightly turned looking at me. She had striking Tabby markings on her face and a dark nose. Her chest and the area under her nose was a snow-white color and the tips of her ears twitched, alert. Looking up at me, a tiny “mew” came from her petite mouth.<br /> <br /> Slowly, I reached in and picked her up and held her close to my face. The purring that came from her small body was relaxed and soothing. I placed her on my shoulder as a quiet giggle escaped from my lips. Cheerfully she lay on my shoulder, her tail dangling down the back of my shoulder blade. As I turned, I sought out the shoppe owner.<br /> <br /> “It appears that my mind has been made up for me. This one doesn’t seem to want to let go,” I said with a smile.<br /> <br /> And with that, I found myself returning to that shoppe many times a week to buy more pet beds, decorations, toys, and supplies for my new kitten. After much deliberation, I decided to name my small fur ball Mimi, which she fervently agreed to. As I brought home new things for her, she seemed more and more content. Hours we would spend on the floor of her room as I threw her various mice and cat toys and she excitedly chased after them and pounced as they tried to escape her.<br /> <br /> It was the nights that may have been the sweetest times from my new kitten. I would place her on her favourite pillow and tell her good night. I’d leave, back into my own room, though knew I need only wait a few moments…<br /> <br /> Then slowly, very slowly, I would hear the creak of my door as it widened open and a small figure entered. I’d wait, very still. From the side of my bed, a graceful, shadowy creature would appear, proud of her leap from the ground far below. Yes, just wait a few more seconds… She would then curl up right at my stomach, tail wrapped around her body. Sometimes, I was not sure if she took comfort knowing I was there, or if she was protecting me from the loneliness I so feared, but either way, I never did try to put her back into her own room. She was my little Mimi and I knew from that first moment I saw her in the pet shoppe that I could never love a single pet more than I would come to love her.

04-8-2011 at 3:14 PM

I'm going to miss Foo, but I like it here. This is probably gonna be my new home. Now, to find a husky for sale. :3

04-8-2011 at 3:13 PM

@iBorderCollie I had a RedHusky named Skylar :P

04-8-2011 at 3:12 PM

04-8-2011 at 3:10 PM

I wanna be a troll on the 25th 8D

04-8-2011 at 11:28 AM

I just go suspended yesterday for trolling the forums, I tought I would be banned. :P<br />

04-8-2011 at 6:33 AM

I'm gonna get myself banned on 25th of April. ;D

04-8-2011 at 5:37 AM

I'm going to try not to miss Foo...<br /> <br /> ...I just joined here a little earlier and this is my first post but whatev...<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/18421908/20nMIQSS1TXe.jpg"><br /> <br /> Becky, my first Foopet ever, making a silly face.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/18421908/jPDMkyMbyyAN.jpg"><br /> <br /> Another pic of Becky, struggling to fetch a ball.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/JdLgYASdYC8c.jpg"><br /> <br /> Brittle was my third pet ever. My second was a PCL named Pongo that I ended up letting go...<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/16983449/qQEjH6UydIBr.jpg"><br /> <br /> Stella, her mother, who I cared for the second I found she was abandoned...only stopping when the rule change occured that we couldn't care for the pets of non-friends anymore...<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/B8Pq27QYHWfA.jpg"><br /> <br /> Bella, Stella's daughter...Brittle's sister. I was randomly looking through my pets' family histories when I found Bella was for sale. I messaged the owner and took her home soon after so Brittle could see her again.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/PjOAHrjanOs0.jpg"><br /> <br /> Coconut, a female husky I bought from Playin a long time ago. She's a sweetheart.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/OTht5M6zuaIG.jpg"><br /> <br /> Baylee, my Westland Terrier, looking at me with a confused look because I stared at her for licking a certain spot. Baaad.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/eKLN6DNLnwbu.jpg"><br /> <br /> Jessie my Russian Blue kitty. She likes licking the camera.<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/17746659/gzPVx5725aQT.jpg"><br /> <br /> Benjamin, my 2nd Russian Blue. He always acts...well, formal looking. You know what I mean? He just always has a look like he cares about his own look. Every once in a while you'll catch him laying on his back with all his paws out though. He's too funny!<br /> <br /> <img src=" http://d300axti28xnob.cloudfront.net/15089613/arUaPhhV5IXO.jpg"><br /> <br /> Scuito is my Dalmatian. I'll miss her, she was such a sweet puppy.<br /> <br /> I'll stop, even though there are more pictures I would post. I don't want to clog up the thread unless you gave me permission to show more pics...

04-8-2011 at 4:40 AM

Your pets won't be deleted, your account will just be frozen I believe. That way Foo doesn't actually lose members and therefor they don't worry their investors. Figures. <br /> <br /> Either way I'm gonna miss my pixelpups :( Getting a custom here to remember my first FooPet though.

04-8-2011 at 4:37 AM

Trollie wants to bawl her eyes out.

04-8-2011 at 4:13 AM

I have 85 FooPets---5 paid accounts which I'll let expire. So sad.

04-8-2011 at 3:56 AM

Copy and paste, right click on the image and select proporties and then copy and URL in the box. Then put [img src=" copied link"] Replace [] with &lt;>

04-8-2011 at 2:51 AM

I'm gonna be kicked off too.. *Cries* My mother would NEVER let me pay for that...

04-8-2011 at 2:48 AM

I miss the old foopets, This is my first day on alacrity...It's kina confusing though:/<br />

04-8-2011 at 2:12 AM

I have my own baby name Skylar on there. She is my pride and joy. How can I post a picture of her to remember her?