Do you have a favorite pet?
What pet of all that you have owned and been owned by was the one that meant the most to you?What made it your favorite?
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
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I had a totally bitchy, social-climbing snob of a Maine Coon cat who used to drool and slobber all over me when I pet her.
Her name was Butthead (pre Beavis and Butthead celebrity) - until I moved in with a woman who had a child, at which point she was just known as Bootie.
She took a 'walkabout' one hot day in 2001, during the summer of the coyotes.
She was 10.
(Other fabulous felines I've know and shared some of my life with were: Alisha, Sappho and Ovid, Harley, Sebastian, Jingle and Belle, Mr. Blue)
Fetch cat named "mousie". Time for a blog.
I had a golden retriever named Bilbo Baggins. He was exactly like Bilbo. He liked to dig a hole in the sand and live in it. He enjoyed food, he often refused dog food or any people food that had fallen on the floor. He was partial to Lasagna and doughnuts. He liked to go on adventures, mostly to find food. He was epileptic and slightly deaf. He loved kids and was patient and kind. He died at 15 after a long illness.
--Blyss
I am currently so blessed as to own Sophie. Or, rather, she owns me. :)
She is a small dog, a mere 10 pounds, but she thinks she rules the world. She'll attack dogs 10x her size, bark at the mailman like he's coming to blow up the house and generally make a nuisance of herself.
If you haven't figured it out, I like her better than I do most people. She's the best. dog. ever.
Oscar the Cat.
he was alone and scared...not anymore. : )
-slackker
They were actually a couple. Mojo and Sugar. Sugar was a full blood Dashund and Mojo was mixed with a terrier. They had together a total of 32 puppies which people bought up as fast as lightning. They were gorgeous. He was brave and a wonderful protector for my kids when they were small. He was attacked by 2 pit bulls when he was about 9 years old and died. Sugar lived to be 11. She never left the yard ever, but one day she continued to try and sneek out of the yard. Several times we ran down the street to bring her back. She finally succeeded and we never saw her again. The vet told us that dogs will not die at home if they can get away. She was very old and wanted to get away from us and find a place to hide and die. I guess she did.
Um. It's almost too easy. But you would be wrong if you guessed.
I had a dog named Jack. He changed my life forever. Now I EQUALLY weigh the love between the berts (Izzabert, Eggbert, Dogbert, Filbert). Or Spike, Marble, Dogbert and Isabella. Also I'm quite fond of Red Cat, Grey Cat (Tigger Marie, Scrapper) and G. Love and Special Sauce.
There have been other animals to be sure.
But Jack's death allowed the child to become an adult.
Tina
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