Your pets | Bulbagarden

At the moment, we only have five animals, lol. These are our pets:

Rocket is a quarter wolf, half labrador, and a quarter husky. He doesn't look it much though, lol. His former owners were native american neighbors of ours, and they abused this poor dog. They kept him tethered to a tree on a ten foot chain night and day for the first two years of his life - in all kinds of weather. I can remember him being out there in two different hailstorms too. It was criminal the way they treated him. Anyway, when they moved, they were going to get rid of him, and we said we'd keep him. His original name was Rocky, but we renamed him Rocket because he never seems to get anywhere any other way - except launching, lol. If you feed him something he likes, he usually has a bit of a smelly "rocket boost" along the way if you know what I mean.

Zeus and Cleo are half retriever (their mother) and we don't know what the father was. We suspect basset hound, given their diminunative stature, lol. Cleo is a rotund little butterball who just soaks up all the attention, while Zeus is a mass of muscle and sinew, always wriggling and wagging. We figured we should have named him "Squirm" instead, lol. Zeus got an infection in one of his front feet when he was a puppy, and as a result it didn't develop properly. His front feet are turned backwards when he stands up. It makes us sad to see it, because we know it'll cause problems for him later in life. We've had the vet operate on his leg before, but the dang dog wouldn't hold still long enough for it to set, and he bent the pin they put in there to keep the bone straight, lol. Now an operation will cost us over $5,000, and we just can't afford that.

Nuisance and Bother live up to their names. Nuisance is the older tom, having been with us for nearly ten years now. He, like all our cats, was an animal shelter cat, and unlike all our others, he's very skittish and nervous around people he doesn't know. If you ever come to my house, you won't see the front end of this one for at least a week, lol. But he's a big baby, and I've (accidentally) conditioned him to meow every time I say his name. ^^; It's both endearing and annoying, because he also meows every time he's hungry, thirsty, bored, wants out, just caught a mouse, made a mess in his litter box, beat up Bother, etc. You name it, and he brags about it.

Bother was a feral kitten we found at the shelter. He looks a lot like he's got some bobcat in him when you see his face from the front, as the black fur tufts sticking off the tips of his ears and the wild look in his eyes will say. He's become quite docile in the years he's lived with us, but he's still a very independent little beastie. He spends most of his time outside, hunting birds and soaking up the sun. Still, he is also a little attention whore, and I often wake up with him on my chest, purring, kneading, and... drooling. Yes, drooling. Whenever Bother gets comfortable, or if pet him and make him happy, he drools on you. -_- It's the most disgusting thing ever. I have to wash my blanket a lot, lol.

Another interesting thing about Bother is that he grew up with one of our other dogs that's no longer with us - a St. Bernard named Sebastian. Sebastian used to pick up Bother by his head, with the poor cat's whole head up inside the dog's great, slimy jowls. He'd pick Bother up and take him to another area of the yard, where he'd set him down and bathe him. Bother, believing that he was just another dog, took his bathings like a man, and trotted along after the dogs whenever they went out to patrol the yard. He only stopped following along when Sebastian accidentally peed on him one day when he got a bit too close. But even now, the first thing he does when he comes in the house is go to the first dog he sees and rub all over him or her. They tolerate it pretty well, although his fur gets in their noses and they have to sneeze, lol.

Yes, I have a lot to say about my pets. But my pets are pretty funny. Hope I didn't scare you away from the thread, lol.