I LOVE parrots! I used to work in a pet store and we sold hand-fed baby parrots that we raised ourselves. The senior staff were in charge of one or two babies each season that were theirs to raise. This is Bandicoot, the first baby I raised:
He's riding on an 85 pound African Sulcutta Tortoise one of my regulars brought in to show me. I couldn't resist. =P
This is Annie. She was my first dog. My mom got her for me when I was eight. She died just this last May, after a very long and happy life of fourteen years. I can't wait to get a Golden Retriever for my daughter when she's old enough!
She's buried between the fig trees in the backyard. She loved to eat figs right off the tree. I still haven't been able to bring myself to watch Homeward Bound since she died.
This is Sasha's, Annie's daughter. She was one of only two girls in Annie's first litter. I was holding her when she very first opened her eyes.
I took her to the Guadalupe River in Texas last August. She's thirteen, and she's still pretty spry for her age, and still loves to swim. Deaf as a post but still as obedient as can be.
This is Molly, a Pit Bull/Black Lab mix I found wandering around my college campus when I was freshman. I saw her two days in a row, begging for food, and I told myself I saw her again, I was bringing her home... so I did! She's a very sweet dog and couldn't be more friendly.
My girls are still back home in Texas with my parents. I miss them terribly- I think I miss them more than my family and my friends there, because I can't talk to my dogs on the phone! One of these days we're going to get the yard here fenced in, and I'll buy a dog. I
These are the two cats I have now. They're pretty good- for cats.
Jinx is a very lovely fellow. I heard this terrible yowling outside my window at about 3 AM summer before last, so I ran out to see what it was- and Jinx ran into my house! He has one green eye, and one blue:
He loves to snuggle (he's purring in my lap and kneading the blanket as I type!) and he is endlessly patient with my kiddo. He's terribly uncoordinated however, and can't walk across straight, narrow surfaces, like say, the back of the couch without falling off spectacularly. The best one was when he was jumping up on the counter where we kept their food bowls, and he overshot and just SAILED over the side.
Nemo is our newest addition. I was feeling lonesome this summer (are we noticing a theme here?) after my stepkids went back home to their mother, and the city shelter had free kittens that were already fixed and had their shots, so I talked my husband into going in "just to look!!" Fortunately he knew me well enough to just go along with it. He wanted an orange tabby, so we played with all the ones we could find, and Nemo was the friendliest. He's incredibly playful and just a laugh a minute to watch. He loves to hide under couches and desks and jump out at you, pounces on those little rattle balls, and he's a huge sucker for leaping into paper bags.
~Rose