Kes, you have the cutest pets! i'm so envious! i have a big fluffy black cat named (you'll never guess) Blackie (i know, real original, but we named her when my brother and i were 3 1/2 + 1/2 years old. my brother named her.) Our two dogs died, one a golden retriever named Bart and the oither one a fox terrior named Bobby(we called him bobby and bobby-dog). we also had a cat named stripie who was grey, but who disappeared last december when i went to my friend's sleepover/birthday party. 🙁 yes, so now we only have our princess blackie who we pamper with love.
I used to have tons of animals: 12 fish(They're at my aunt's pond now) A cat named Heartley(We found her and had for two months before her owner came and got her) Sammie the blackbird(found him with a broken wing or something, kept her for about a month or so then my neighbours cat chased her and she flew away)A guppie fish(didn't have a name.. died a year ago)Ruby the roller pigeon(found her outside, kept her for about 6 months, then my parents lost her when I went away to camp for a week)3 Turtles(Biggy, Largey(I was only four)and Tiny Tim.. all died)3 hamsters(Jack, Jack 2 and Rose(Titanic)all died)and my dog Sky who is still alive 😄
First pets were Sean, a peke-a-poo and Margie, a corgie mix as best we could figure. Then Abricot, a bichon frise, usually called Boo or Boozee. We also had Alice the hamster, Bear the Gerbil, Chuck E. Babe, the goldfish who lived to be five, and other aquarium animals. In South Carolina we had: Cierra, a pitbull-lab mix who now lives with my sister's ex. Cheyenne, a Carolina dog-shephard mix who some a**hole poisoned the day Bush was elected. Hobie, a chow-samoyed mix who now lives with my cousin. Dakota, a terrier mix affectionately known as Demon Dog or Psycho Puppy cuz he had a problem with anyone who wasn't me or my sister. He broke his neck after his trainer put him on a tie out which apparently a dog with his speed should never be on, but the guy was used to training german shephards not aggressive terriers. His death was probably meant to be since we let a pregnant stray kitty into the house while he was at the trainers to have her kittens in safety. We called her Luna and her kittens are George, like Curious George, Fraidy, a female who initially was afraid of everything, but doesn't have that problem now, and Grumpy, a male who hated to be woken up. Luna and Grumpy are dark brown tiger striped cats and George and Fraidy are gray striped cats. Than I got Peanut Butter, an orange and white tabby who was thrown out of a moving car in front the truck stop where my sister and I worked. Then Mimosa, who is a blind yellow tiger kitty came along. Then I found Crazy, now known as Dewey and looks like a miniature of Mimosa except he can see, on the interstate on the way home from the beach. And when we had the dogs we managed to return Naomi, a newfoundland, Sam, a border collie, and Sweetie, an elkhound mix back to their owners. Since I'm going to China all the cats except Dewey live with my sister. Dewey lives with a friend.