Alright, so I made a Mandela Effect post yesterday as a celebration for Mandela's would-be birthday. I included two "bonus" events that are actually personal to my life and one memory got some decent attention and someone said I should get some input here. So here we go...

I grew up with a dog, Casey. She was a very dark chocolate lab, almost black just not quite. About 80 pounds-ish, good size. Healthy. Extremely playful. She was the family dog for myself, my two older brothers and older sister, mother, and father. We lived in a two story house - extremely vivid memories include myself sitting in my father's green lazy-boy chair, spinning around with Casey running circles around the chair "chasing me" as I was spinning in it. Wrestling with the dog back and forth between my siblings in the living between the couch and TV. Running up and dog the stairs chasing one another and playing tug of war with her toys. That fuckin' dog was a huge part of my childhood, pre-divorce.

My parents divorced just before I turned 7. For an unexplained reason [or perhaps I just don't remember the reason because I was upset], we had to get rid of Casey. I guess maybe they didn't want to fight over the dog in the divorce and took the dog out of the picture. I remember loading her up in my father's green Chevrolet Tahoe, and riding with her in the back to her new family who adopted her from us. My father had to literally force me to let her go when we arrive because I was so upset and loved that dog so fucking much.

And now, as an adult at 28 years old, I am still the only person on the planet who even remembers the dog's existence. I guess for the rest of my childhood I pushed her out of mind until I was around 15 years old, and then I asked my father about Casey. I never got an answer as a child so I thought I'd ask why we had to get rid of her just because of a divorce. My father told me we never had a dog. My brothers, sister, and mother have all confirmed that the dog never existed. To this very fucking day, I am the ONLY person who remember the dog's existence. And I am pissed off about it because Casey was a huge part of my early childhood...

Anyone else got something like this?