I have a 70-pound Boxer mix who has currently decided he is a lap dog. We also had a rabbit for 10 years, and some fish that died when my brother couldn't read the difference between a "cap" of food and a "cup" of food.
"You rock, Rolfski. You are one hep cat." "Ya, ya, sock it to me."
Our family also has a rabbit, and we'v had it about 10 years too- we got it from another family, and I'm amazed its lived this long (though honestly, I don't know how long rabbits are supposed to live). That's our only pet.
We're pretty pet-heavy at my house. 4 cats (Midori, Suzue, Asta and Ichabod) and one dog (Lola, a four month old black lab). Lola, of course, is more trouble than all four cats combined by a rather large margin. She's in quite a bit of trouble now because she ate my Buddy Christ action figure last night...
"Never piss off a hawk with a blowgun" - Conan O'Brien
We have two dogs, a spaniel mix named austin who believes he is a bad ass fighting dog, and Donnie, who is a Sharpei mix who could be a bad ass fighting dog if he wanted. Terrific animals. Also a bird named Tyler, and two Rabbits, Douglas and Jorge.
(edited by whatever on 22.8.05 0819) "Lita holds a Stone Cold Steve Austin home pregnancy test. What will the Bottom Line say? “Hell Yeah” or “Eh-EH”?" - Raw Satire, 6/15/04 (Apparantly ours said "Hell Yeah", 03/08/05)
We've gone to the dogs. Our "pack" includes: Five year old Beagle named Babe; Four year old Airedale named Lexie; Four year old miniature Dachshund mix named Lola. We are also volunteers for Airedale and Dachshund rescue (plus MRS is the director of a local animal shelter) so we currently have three foster-dogs as well - Six year old miniature Dachshund Missy; Five year old standard Dachshund Gunner; One year old Basset mix Joey.
We've had up to 8 in the house in the past, including 3 Airedales (if you're not familiar, they are black and tan terriers, ranging from 45 pounds (small) to 80 pounds.
University of Kentucky basketball isn't a matter of life and death, it's much more important than that.
We have a "puppy", Sam, who is 9 months old, but looks like he is at least five. 65 pounds of lab, collie, german shorthair and some other name I can't remember. We got him from the humane society in March, and he's been great! House trained (only a few accidents), neutered, and with the exception of him chewing up almost every remote in the house, I like him a lot. ;-)
Two rabbits. One, Dalton, is a dwarf Hotot who's just come through a near-fatal case of head tilt, surviving only by dint of sheer bloody-mindedness. He's a nasty, unfriendly little bugger; try to pet him and he may just shove your hand away or even bite. The exception is if you're carrying food for him, in which case he's all sweetness and light.
The other, Cupid, is older and more placid, and doesn't mind being petted or handled.
Ling-Ling into battle go Fulfill destiny of the soul Sever skull of adversary Shove it in the poo-poo hole
All the children sing: Kill kill kill kill die die die Kill kill kill kill die die die....
There's a few pretty close together that I can't chronologically place. I think the first, was waking up one morning in the crib crying, because I had a dream that Ronald McDonald came chasing after me with a knife and these ugly brown teeth.