I have aquired many pets over the last few years. Every animal that I own has his or her own personality. I currently own two "big" dogs, five cats, a guinea pig, a snake, several fish, and a snapping turtle. Some would say I have a mini zoo, they'd be right.
You don't get more protection than this. Scrappy is the one of the few animals that we didn't "adopt" or aquire. He is a handful but he's worth it. He is full blooded rottweiler and he's about three years old. He has a lot of character and gets bored easily. This guy keeps us very busy.
She is my female lab/pitbull mix. She's the sweetest animal I've ever known. My husband found her tied to the bumper of a car in a junk yard about nine years ago. He couldn't bear the thought of her being a junkyard dog so he brought her home where she has been with us ever since.
I have five, yes, five cats. Most are mixed breed short hair cats that I adopted or aquired one way or another over the last few years. My one exception to the mixed cats is a tonkinese cat that I sorta inherited from my mother-in-law. They are all part of the family now. Each cat has its own personality.
From left to right: Rascal, Patches, Grey, Cleopatra, and Persian.
Rascal is a male Tonkinese ("The Big Daddy:), Patches and Grey were abandoned by our neighbors when they moved, Cleopatra was my dads cat (he bought a boat, it seemed cruel to subject the cat to living on water), and Persian we've had since he was born. I'd considered taking Patches and Grey to the Humane society, they were both pregnant when we found them, but I was sure it meant "sudden death". I took them both in and got them fixed immediately (yes, it seems mean, but it was better for them that way). I was going to put them up for adoption through one of the cat adoption agencies but they were so sweet I couldn't part with them.
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