I have 2 chocolate labradors, Molly Brown and Charlie Brown. They love to chew and dig. They are totally spoiled. Charlie is so big that when he jumps on you, he can knock you down. Molly is the most gentle dog I've ever seen. She wants hugs and kisses and wants to sit in my lap a lot. Charlie is very hyper and Molly is our lazy dog. She stays inside most of the time, but Charlie always wants outside to chase the birds or squirrels or cat.
We have 1 cat, a stray, named Mr.Robo. He is hyper and stays outside. He never was very good with the litter box. Plus, he's bad to claw the furniture. He's still here because my DD loves him, so I let her keep him. And he won't stay off the kitchen counters and I hate this.
We also have a hamster and he's my DD's. I didn't know those things could live that long. She's had him over 3 yrs.
I would post pic's if I knew how, but my DD's at school and she does all the pic posting. LOL

My family has 7 cats: Ivory, Bindi, Tanner, Echo, Greebo, Baby Girl, and Celie. My younger brother moved out 3 years ago and mom has been lonely, lol! And two very sweet, very stupid dogs, Lucky and Hooch, All of our babies were adopted strays. 3 of our cats we raised them when they were only a few hours old (mom cat was hit by a car), bottle feeding and everything.
All our babies are active; it's like living with a herd of toddlers.
P.S. our dogs, who each weigh more than 70 pounds have to have a night light in order to sleep or they cry!

Oh Ruth, that's SO funny! DH and I are laughing our heinies off!!:lol: :joker:

And all the furbabies! I just love reading all your descriptions of your pets! I snapped a shot of the boys napping this afternoon -- came out ADORABLE!

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I love it when they're cuddling!!

I've already posted my pictures of my 2 babies.....

but we have a new addition to the family!

His name is Thunder and we adopted him from the Petsmart when the adoption agency makes their weekly trip. He's 4 months old and was abused as a kitten. Whoever had him decided keeping kittens outside in a chicken coup with no shelter in the rain was satisfactory. :( He's still really scared so I haven't had a chance to snap a picture of him. I promise once he comes around I'll grab one.

Gizmo is not happy another boy cat is in the house (even though they are both neutered.) We let Thunder sleep with us last night and he decided to wake us up at 5:30 in the morning wanting to be loved and rubbed on. I got up for work this morning and found that he had left me some "lemonade and brownies" on my clothes I'd laid out for work last night... :barf: Oh I was upset. I hope he does better tonight. :dizzy:

I love me some fur babies!

For the pet lovers here:
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."

The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveller asked.
"I'm sorry sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveller gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump."

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. Th traveller filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself and then ave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveller said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's ****."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

Ruthie, aw. That's a nice little story.

Kim, I too love when they snuggle. Here's a link watching Oscar and Sophie "grow up" a little and snuggling when they were pups.

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It makes me laugh because Sophie was a little dome-head, and Oscar looks like a true Dachshund now with the long face.

Incidentally, they both just love Terry, especially Sophie. She's his girl on the side, I think. When my parents first brought her home, Terry would blow on her neck and do a Zerbert (spell check on that one please?) and ever since, she crawls on him and presses her face against his mouth so he can Zerbert her all the time.

I'm just posting to BUMP this up to the current page!! Any new pets or pet stories? Love to here them!

I share my home with two furballs:

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Mac - a 3 y.o. orange tabby that I rescued from my parents' porch when he was 3 weeks old. My mom takes care of a feral colony that lives in the woods behind our house, and he was a runt who wasn't going to survive. The poor thing had ringworm everywhere, herpes virus in his eyes, a mild heart murmur and was malnourished. That was the summer that I learned about the trials of motherhood, especially when you're trying to take the place of a cat mother. He cried all the time. But of course it was worth it. Now he's completely healthy (the heart murmur is still there but not worsening) and a pain in the butt. He loves long car trips; curls up on my lap and just sleeps the entire way. Adores anything with feathers that he carry around and hide places. Oh, and he fetches bouncy balls and carries them back hooked on one tooth. We call it fanging.

When Mac and I moved to Philadelphia, he started climbing the walls (literally) bc he was so bored without his six adopted siblings who lived at my parents' house. So last spring I decided to get another cat, and that's when Fiona joined us.

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Fiona - 1 year and two months old. I got her from the Maine Coon Cat rescue society. She came on the underground kitty railroad from Minnesota last February. She was an adorably fuzzy puffball, and was incredibly sweet from the beginning. Mac did not agree with this assessment, however, and I think he still doesn't quite understand why she's here. Fiona adores him, though. Whenever possible, she tries to sleep with him or, even better, on him. She'll even nurse on his belly, which he doesn't tolerate for long. But she keeps trying. She's still a tiny girl, which I guess I should be glad of, since one of her favorite activities involves tearing a path from the windows in the back to the front, via a route involving my sofas, bed and desk--it's a wonder she's not broken anything yet. Another one is playing with this ball in a ring thing that every pet store sells. She's the first cat I've ever had that actually played with the thing more than five minutes.

I kind-of see Mac as the cynical brains of the operation, and her as the sweet optimist. It makes for an interesting pair.

If I didn't live in an apartment, I know I would have a dog of some sort, but I don't think it'd be fair to them (or the cats). So I'm looking forward to the time I have a house and can expand my menagerie.

Thanks so much for opening this thread! I love reading about/seeing other people's pets. Even the rats. :wave:

Katie

So our younger rabbit, Denali, has been having some trouble with allergies and coughing. Guess what we're doing now to help him? Giving him an inhaler! :lol: It's quite a project to use an inhaler on a rabbit...it involves a big tube and a face gasket. Thankfully, it seems to be helping. :)

Any new pet stories, chicks? :listen:

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My buns are Casper (the grey one) and Cooper (the one w/ black down her back). I super love them! I adopted them about three weeks ago from a little boy who couldn't take care of them anymore and now they get more attention than they know what to do with! And treats!

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They snuggle together most preciously! But my favorite is when they play hide and seek from each other and all of the sudden a flash of fur goes darting across the room! This usually leads to some pretty cute binkies where they jump in the air and shake all over! It looks kinda like they're doing bells!

That's my baby there in my avatar, Boomer. I will post some more pictures of him another time. :)

I feel like a bad "mommy" as we're sending poochies to the kennel tomorrow for Thanksgiving. I wish I could take them with us, but there's not really anywhere they could stay while we're with our family, plus that drive would stink for them. I guess it's for the best. I sure will miss them!

I was at Target last weekend and found Ranger the cutest t-shirt. It's red with white trim and it says "Santa's little helper" on the back. I only paid $2.50 for it! DH thought it was a little too much, but Ranger really likes it! I think it keeps him warm. He looks really cute in it and I want to get more for him. I couldn't believe how many things Target has for pets, especially dogs!

Lucy is having a FALSE PREGNANCY and thinks she's going into labour! The vet says she's fine except in hormone imbalance. Leslie was even able to get a bit of milk out of a boob. So......I'm waiting for Lucy to decide she's had the pups. I just hope we all sleep tonight! I did work in a half hour nap this afternoon.

Anybody want a Phantom Portie Pup with phantom pee and poop? I'll have to see if my camera can capture them when they arrive! If they get out of control, I'll have to call in that Ghost Whisperer chick.

Oh my goodness, Ruth! I've NEVER heard of that! How wonderful that it wasn't something serious...I know you needed some good news. (And I'll bet the laugh you had with the vet was wonderful! ;)) I would love a Phantom Pup! No messes, no barking, no hogging the couch -- how could you not win?! :lol: