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Ok, so I miss my pet and I thought it would be fun to talk about them. I'll list some of mine from when I was a kid to get the ball rolling.

I once had a cat with a hole in her neck, you could see her jawbone, but the vet said she was fine anyway.
I had two Iguanas and my dad helped me build the tank for them.
I had opposite twin Calico cats. They looked like each other's mirror image.
We had a kitten that stopped growing at nine weeks due to an eye infection, so he was little and cute forever.
Between my brothers and I, there were four other cats that were completely normal, except one tried to hang herself.

Right now I have twin black cats that are living with my mother while I'm in Japan. I didn't name them because I can't tell them apart anyway. I also have a snake named Bandit, he lives with my dad. We taught him to do tricks, and he watches tv with me a lot.

This is him in his fountain.

Aww, that's a shme. My snake is smart. He's like a dog without fur....or legs.

I had a fish once. I got it as a high school graduation present. It was for me to have company when I went to college. It was a beta and lifed for a year and a half, which like eternity for them. It even lived through being knocked off the counter and under a refridgerator, and flopping out a bowl while his tank was bing cleaned. After that I got two frogs, but the were really annoying at night,s o i gave them to my brother.

He has four aquariums. Fish, water dragons, and frogs are like his hobby.

leeets see, for as long as i can remember and then some we have always had a dog and a cat, the first cat that i can remember was Felisha, she was my brother's cat, and Rusty, my dad's dog, apparently there was another dog before him but I can't remember her, afterall I was 1 when we got Rusty. He lived for 12 years. In that time Felisha got lung cancer and had to be put down, then we got Snowball, a pure white cat, she was mine, and she HATED me. She did everything in her power to attack me, including changing her entire behavior pattern. Usually cats purr when they're happy and wag their tail when upset, well, she started like that, but then one day randomly decided to change it, so she would purr when upset and wag her tail when happy.
Well... she didn't live too long... a few years... let's put it at this and leave it at this, she liked the dryer too much.
Well, after Snowball was Eva Luna, my mom's cat, part Maine Coon, part tomcat, she was a lovable cat, got along with everyone, and even left us "gifts" on our back door step. Unfortunately she had to be put down when she was 6, this was a couple years ago now... she had renal failure.
As for the dogs, before Rusty passed away we had 2 dogs at one point, Rusty, and Amber, my brother's dog. Amber was part Chow Chow, part German Shepard, we called her the blob dog because she would eat anything! When it was food time, Amber would eat her own food, eat Rusty's food, then eat Eva's food, then eat the cat poop out of the litter box.
She ended up having to get put down, she bit one of my brother's friends, the girl ended up having to get stitches...
After that we didn't have dogs for a little while, then we got Max, a shelter dog, his breath was rotten, we think he had some bad teeth... he was afraid of the linoleum floor, it was always funny watching him deal with it, at dinner time he would have his back paws on the carpet, and his front paws on the linoleum. When it was time to go out, he would wait until the door was open then scramble for the door, often slipping on the floor in a rush to get outside. Because he was a shelter dog, he often tried to run away, the last time he tried to do that was his last day in the house, I caught him trying to run away and went to bring him back to the house and he bit me, so my dad went to have him put down after that. Fortunately for me he didn't break skin, but i did have lovely teeth marks where my hand was bruised from that bite.
After Max there was another break in dogs before we got Scooter, my mom got him for my dad as a Christmas present, brought him home and called up my dad and said, "Honey, there's a stray dog in our yard, can you come home and deal with it?"
Scooter is a lab mix, looooves to bark at anyone who's on his street and doesn't get along well with other animals. We still had Eva up until shortly after Scooter showed up, the only dog she was ever afraid of too.
We have also had a few random other pets as well, my brother had an Anole at one point, it died from tail rot. I had a hamster, named it Forrest, because it liked to run a lot, then found out it wasn't male and was actually female... and pregnant. She bit me once while she was pregnant, drew blood too, I ended up leaving a trail of blood droplets from her cage to the bathroom, fortunately it wasn't bad enough to need stitches or anything, just a wash and a band-aid. She escaped her cage often too, thats how we lost her, she disappeared one day and we didn't see her again, but we found evidence of her having been around behind the dryer, so we think she might have escaped outside.
Currently my mom has fish, 4 fancy tailed guppies, 4 platies, and 1 pleico
so... um yeah... pets... no, never had any of those XD

lol, yeah, i said a lot, lots of pets, only one dog, scooter, and a bunch of fish left

Seems like you haven't had the greatest luck with animals.

The dryer thing reminded me of one of my friends in high school. When she was a little girl a cat got into her house through an open window. She thought it was cute and fed it. Her mom however, hated cats. Well her mom came home and she put the cat in the deep freeze thinking that when her mom went into her bedroom she could let it out. She somehow forgot about it and her mom found it in the freezer a few days later. Such a sad story. My friend wasn't very smart.

We continuously try to do that to Trunks. The little bugger manages to get out of such tight spots by acting all cute and making mommy (me) go "Awwwwww".

And then he'll go and bite me or something after I just saved his a**. b*****d cat. *really does love her cat, honestly!*

I'm suppose to get a kitten with my boyfriend when I go home. i'm all excited cuz it was his idea, which is like "Jordan code" for "I'm up for a commitment." Which is good with the whole wedding thing coming up. Plus who wouldn't be excited about getting a kitten. It'll have to be a house kitty though. The lesbian couple that lives upstairs from us has a cat too, so maybe they can be friends.