Ferry the Ferret, 8 years old and full of sleep. We expect he will not last much longer, even with intensive vet care. We are undecided about replacing him.
Maggie-
Border collie/black lab mix. The most loving and gentil dog I have ever met. She has a nasty bark… but if you scare her she pees on the floor.
Ginger-
Yellow lab and golden retreiver mix. She is really pretty… but acts like your typical dumb blond joke.
I have a petri dish of e. coli that I refer to, collectively, as Phred.
Do plants count? Here in the dorm room my roommate and I have an aloe plant named Aloysius and a stone pine seedling I call Shlomo.
At home, we haven’t had any regular pets since our cat died, but we have wild animals that hang around: Sparty the frog, Elvis and Priscilla the mallard ducks, and Gunther and Gwendolyn the chipmunks.
Well thats great! Dont bring it near me!
Catman- a black cat who keeps the kitty stereotype alive.
Zoe- a husky-wolf hybrid who’s affectionate and loyal.
I love them both.
Lucy- my 2 yr. old Jack Russell (Named by our then 2 yr. old after a “Peanuts” jag.
Copernicus (Nicki)- the little woman’s Shetland Sheepdog. (And my wife truely is a little woman. She’s only 4 inches high. She can clean under the couch without ducking down)
I used to have a dog, but shortly after he died the cats of the neighbourhood took over our garden.
They sunbath on a bench in front of the house. Most of them imediately run away when a human gets near em - but lionheart will let me get near her and if I do my share of worshiping her she will look quite content. 
There are also two ferrets on the attick. My rents and I are constantly trying to get rid of em, but the beasts wount leave.
The neighbours rabbit lives under our gardenshed every summer after it has managed to escape (it always does).
There are some ducks running after each other participating in mass-rapings (not a nice sight).
Not to forget the chickens… also the neighbours. But they like our garden better than his.
Oh… and bats of course. They are nice to look at in the evenings. They reside in the attick too. (I hope they shit on the noisy ferrets).
You cant tell I live in a small town with lots of farms, can you?
dodgy
Katie: near 6 (got her in the summer of 1995), rottweiler bitch.
Clare: comfortably 5 (got her in 1996, IIRC), german shepherd bitch.
Rockie: 2? 3? I don’t remember when we got him. He’s a doberman.
Minny is a black female cat. She’s about 8 years old, but petite and sweet. She fetches.
Zeke is a gorgeous male gray tiger cat. He’s named after one of the farm hands in The Wizard of Oz. Very affectionate–he’ll jump from the floor up into your arms if you ask. He hugs and his “annoyed” meow sounds exactly like he is saying “hello.” I’ve had lots of cats in my life, but have declared Zeke to be “The Greatest Cat Who Ever Lived.”
Charlie is a male orange tiger kitten. We adopted him about 2 months ago. His tail was broken when he was being born, and it mended with a right angle bend. His mission in life is to torment the aforementioned cats.
Finch is my daughter’s guinea pig. She is named for the family in To Kill A Mockingbird. She bit me on the thumb and made me bleed. I hate her.
winkin the wonderful
a lovely black cat, who is a perfect lady and understands the word: “no.”
nod the naughty
a cute little black and white cat, who has the fastest right paw in the east, and responds to her name.
Bailey is a 16 month old Portuguese Water Dog with a curly white-black parti coat. Porties are frightentingly intelligent, and their mischeviousness, range of emotional expression, and multi-octave voice make them quite humanlike. Bailey is no exception.
I have one cat who is named Mock Turtle, after a character in Alice in Wonderland. She is a short hair tortishell cat, one of those that is so ugly, she is cute. She has great camoflauge, and sometimes will be sitting right in front of you and you can’t see her.
Parents have 4 cats…
Bram-named for Abraham Lincoln, since Bram has a perfect black moustache/beard combination on his white face.
Chris In the Morning-named after the DJ from Northern Exposure. He only has 3 legs, since he got one caught in a trap and they amputated it.
Cicely-Named after the town from Northern Exposure. Chris and Cicely were littermates, along with their brother Ed, also from Northern Exposure. Ed has since run away.
Char-Short for Charmander, a thing from Pokemon. My brother’s cat originally, Char now lives with us.
Dodgy - That sounds like a great place to live! I’d go broke trying to feed them all, lol.
My furbabies:
Mopsy - My very first bunny, he looks exactly like a wild cotttontail. Bought him from a meat-rabbit farm. Named him ‘Mopsy’ cause I always felt Mopsy was the underappreciated one.
Bugs - Big, fat white rabbit with grey tips (I dont think she’s a Nederland cause she’s a mutt). Given to me by a neighbor who was moving and couldn’t keep her. Said neighbor said she was a HE and I didn’t learn otherwise until the first litter arrived :eek: .
Nooie - Product of Bug’s ‘coming out’. Gave him to a 13 year old neighbor girl who months later gave him back. With the dumb name.
Charmander Blue tongued skink belonging to my oldest son. Was bought by a well meaning but misguided uncle to replace a deceased iguana. I resent him (the skink) because the ig wasn’t even in the ground four hours when it came to live with us. Oh well.
Daisy - Darling little guinea pig belonging to my youngest. At least that’s the charade we keep up. Mostly she belongs to the whole family now EXCEPT for the youngest who doesn’t like her anymore since she bit him. If you knew my youngest, you’d probably bite him, too.
Princess - Positively THE cutest teacup chihuahua on the planet. Belonged to my husband’s gramma who gave her to me. She’s 10 years old. I have completely and utterly surrendered to serving her every demand, and I’ve never been happier. Weighing in at just two pounds (after a hearty meal), her power of cuteness is infinite. I buy her doll clothes, and I sew for her. I carry her around the house more than I carried my children when they were infants. I recently acquired a play pen so now she can go out in the front yard with mommy. My husband thinks its a sickness.
In order of Seniority:
Trouble–11 YO neutered male grey tabby. The perfect “Grumpy Old Man” cat.
Ladybug–4 YO black lab mix, spayed female. The sweetest personality in the world, and she loves to play tug-of-war and to ride in my truck.
Molly–2 YO spayed female calico. Totally freaky little cat (playful, too). Very independent and yet, affectionate when she wants to be.
Punkin–Molly’s neutered orange tabby brother. Basically a couch-potato-in-a-fur-coat. Very sweet and loving, but not very active.
Oh, yeah, the husband comes after Trouble, but before Ladybug in seniority. He says that, although he doesn’t like to think of the fact that Trouble won’t always be with us, at least when Trouble goes, he’ll have seniority, finally.
Molly, Ladybug and Punkin are currently engaged in a long-running battle over the soft, fuzzy blanket that I put down for Ladybug.
Sheila P. Albert – part Border Collie, part Australian Shepherd, part Kangaroo. She’s the sweetest doggie in the world.
Pygmy Rattler – a frightening beast that Steve (Crocodile Hunter) wouldn’t bother to pick up. It’s a rat snake that lives underneath my laundry floor. It eats roaches and such. It has a plan to give me a heart attack and then feast on my corpse.
But it’s a pet, I guess. Anyone want it?
Gal - an eight year old yellow lab. She’s a “wrecker riding dog” to quote a friend of ours (my SO owns the local gas station/wrecker service). Gal is better known than most humans in the area and a favorite of the locals. Quite a few of the regular customers bring soft chewy treats when they come in for gas or service. If we are going out to the beach to tow someone off, Gal is the good looking girl riding on the back of the wrecker.
Cat - (pronounced C-A-T) a seal point siamese. 7 months old now and a spoiled little brat. “Talks” in the typical siamese manner. Has a nasty little habit of kissing on the mouth and will actually lick your teeth if allowed. She thinks Gal likes her…ha!
IN THE HOME:
Inigo: Giant (15lb) 3-year-old black male cat who doesn’t pay much heed to cat standards of behavior. He begs for attention, does tricks, comes when called, loves all other cats, and follows you everywhere. He’s a real momma’s boy, and marvelous company.
Mija: Diminuative (6 1/2lb) black and white female cat, approximately 6-8mos old. She’s the mischievous one, getting into everything, and eating anything she finds. Last night, a bit of my chicken dinner fell to the carpet. Mija pounced on it, then growling her warning to anyone who might even think about taking it from her, she trotted off with it in her mouth to a safe spot for eating. She constantly is harassing Inigo, swatting and biting at his hind legs. I don’t think she realizes how comical that is to watch in light of the full scale of their size difference. When Inigo has enough, he just pounces and pins her–not too hard to do!
Aquarium: The tank currently houses Fezzik, a featherfin synodonis catfish; Krusty, the clown loach; Boris, an adult male brichardi; Hoover, the butterfly plecostamus; Archie and Edith, a breeding pair of lemon labidochromis/electric yellows; Vermithrax, the 14"-long reed fish; and the new (and unnamed) guy…an African butterfly fish. (I had an African butterfly for 6 years that just died…this is his replacement.) Unfortunately, the new guy brought Ick into the tank. Krusty and Fezzik are the worst off, and because they’re scaleless, I have to go with the milder (and slower-healing) medicine. Grrrr.
IN THE CLASSROOM:
Cornelius, the young male corn snake. He’s grown 10" since I bought him in July, and really is the ideal classroom pet. Very clean, has no odor, needs fed just once every week or so, doesn’t mind being ignored most of the time (and in fact, prefers it). He’s rather tame, but does NOT like to be touched after he’s been fed–only time he’s ever struck at me (didn’t really sink his teeth in, so it wasn’t really a bite) was immediately after feeding. He’s up to adult mice now. 
Skeeter/Hobo/Otherwise unnamed: This is the parakeet that randomly flew into my classroom in the middle of a lesson last week. I have him home for the weekend right now for a little extra TLC…he seems a bit sickly from being out in the elements for so long.
sugarladysweetcakes: black and tan minidachshund
honeybunnysweetpie: tricolor piebald minidachshund
Chip ‘n’ Dale: dwarf hamsters
Yoshi Godzilla: iguana
Chocolate Caramel Sundae: dog who lives across the street but loves to hang out with our two dogs. I guess semi-adopted pet?
Two Love Bird’s… George ans Mary
miniature Pomeranian… Rex