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My Pet Ringwraith
One day, I was walking home from school, when all of a sudden this black thing popped out of a bush, knocked me over and started licking my face and sniffing me in a strange sort of way. I told it to go away anyway and go home. Despite its behavior, a ringwraith looks no different from your dog at home, although I treated it like one. However, it just sat there staring at me, I guessed, through its faceless hood in a confused sort of way. I decided to ignore it and continue on my way home. The thing followed me all the way to my house on all fours as if it had been abandoned or something. When I arrived at my front door, I tried to shoo it away, but it just sat there and turned it's head as if it had no clue as to what I was saying. So I told it to stay there if it wanted to. I went inside and went about doing my normal after school routine and noticed that four hours later, the thing was still sitting outside my house as if in some kind of faceless trance. I figured it wouldn't leave, so I convinced my mom into letting me keep it. I let it in and my Labrador immediately ran to it and started attacking it, but I could careless because the thing fought back. I fed them the diet control stuff so they wouldn't get fat, and treated them to Metamucil fiber wafers. Very important for colon flexing.....anyway, that night, the ringwraith slept at the foot of my bed and I woke early the next morning because the thing was pulling on my arm with an invisible mouth. So, I would have to take the thing for walks too. I attached a leash to it and began walking it through the park. The thing seemed preoccupied though by other dogs and it was eager to go say hello and I had to convince it that the other dogs didn't want to meet him. Great...so I have to have it spayed also........anyway, so I continued walking it through the park but the thing seemed to have a fetish for squirrels and rabbits and it would drag me across the grass in an attempt to devour one. Of course all attempts failed. I unhooked the leash and threw a frisbee to keep it occupied, but after a while it got bored. I couldn't blame it because I would get pretty bored if all I did was run after a stupid floaty pink thing. I took it back home and decided to give it a bath. It didn't like water so, I attached the leash again and sprayed it with the hose. It didn't like that at all. It especially didn't like the smelly shampoo that I slapped on its head. It kept trying to claw me and bite me with its invisible mouth. I finally rinsed all the nasty flea shampoo off of it and when I was finished the thing shook itself dry spraying water and nasty green flea shampoo all over me. I let it run around to dry, and let it back in to feed it. The thing was so annoying because it would growl and howl at every single passing car. It was also pretty dumb too because I would catch it drinking out of the toilet or eating my bagels off the table and every time I would discipline the thing, it wouldn't listen. So I let it have all the bagels it wanted which was wrong, but oh well. So much for the whole weight control diet. It followed me everywhere, but after a while, I got used to it and would scratch its invisible ears often. I decided this ringwraith wasn't so bad after all, and it lived happily with me for some years before it died in a severe cheese accident.
My Pet Ringwraith
One day, I was walking home from school, when all of a sudden this black thing popped out of a bush, knocked me over and started licking my face and sniffing me in a strange sort of way. I told it to go away anyway and go home. Despite its behavior, a ringwraith looks no different from your dog at home, although I treated it like one. However, it just sat there staring at me, I guessed, through its faceless hood in a confused sort of way. I decided to ignore it and continue on my way home. The thing followed me all the way to my house on all fours as if it had been abandoned or something. When I arrived at my front door, I tried to shoo it away, but it just sat there and turned it's head as if it had no clue as to what I was saying. So I told it to stay there if it wanted to. I went inside and went about doing my normal after school routine and noticed that four hours later, the thing was still sitting outside my house as if in some kind of faceless trance. I figured it wouldn't leave, so I convinced my mom into letting me keep it. I let it in and my Labrador immediately ran to it and started attacking it, but I could careless because the thing fought back. I fed them the diet control stuff so they wouldn't get fat, and treated them to Metamucil fiber wafers. Very important for colon flexing.....anyway, that night, the ringwraith slept at the foot of my bed and I woke early the next morning because the thing was pulling on my arm with an invisible mouth. So, I would have to take the thing for walks too. I attached a leash to it and began walking it through the park. The thing seemed preoccupied though by other dogs and it was eager to go say hello and I had to convince it that the other dogs didn't want to meet him. Great...so I have to have it spayed also........anyway, so I continued walking it through the park but the thing seemed to have a fetish for squirrels and rabbits and it would drag me across the grass in an attempt to devour one. Of course all attempts failed. I unhooked the leash and threw a frisbee to keep it occupied, but after a while it got bored. I couldn't blame it because I would get pretty bored if all I did was run after a stupid floaty pink thing. I took it back home and decided to give it a bath. It didn't like water so, I attached the leash again and sprayed it with the hose. It didn't like that at all. It especially didn't like the smelly shampoo that I slapped on its head. It kept trying to claw me and bite me with its invisible mouth. I finally rinsed all the nasty flea shampoo off of it and when I was finished the thing shook itself dry spraying water and nasty green flea shampoo all over me. I let it run around to dry, and let it back in to feed it. The thing was so annoying because it would growl and howl at every single passing car. It was also pretty dumb too because I would catch it drinking out of the toilet or eating my bagels off the table and every time I would discipline the thing, it wouldn't listen. So I let it have all the bagels it wanted which was wrong, but oh well. So much for the whole weight control diet. It followed me everywhere, but after a while, I got used to it and would scratch its invisible ears often. I decided this ringwraith wasn't so bad after all, and it lived happily with me for some years before it died in a severe cheese accident.