I was pretty sure about getting a pet some time later in life but I just remembered that one of my first pets, my hamster Cameron, which I kept at the school (we had a little mini-zoo kinda thing at school, was pretty rad. also I was 11, so yes, Cameron) found a way into the schools walls and fled and died there because I was a dumb kid. some days ago I watched amores perros and it was probably the dog in the story that finally made me remember things I would have preferred lost in memory. ahhhh.