Roxie, our 10-y/o Cocker Spaniel. We acquired her in 2009, after euthanizing our 14-y/o German Shepherd Keisha and after the death of our 11-y/o Norwegian Elkhound Shadow. I don't have any pics of these two on my laptop, nor of the six cats we had from 1991-2005. RIP Smokey, Rosey, Tag-A-Long, Gizmo, Tiger, and Fluffy.
Cheyenne, 3-y/o our 'German Rott Bull Chow'....she came to live with us a year ago when the daughter saw her at the local shelter.
Amelia, the baby bunny the cat brought home in 2009. We 'rescued' her and kept her for about two weeks, before returning her to the backyard.
Lucky, my black lab whom we rescued from the neighbor in 2000. She survived being threatened with euthanasia by said neighbor; being run over by another neighbor's truck; and once we moved to our current home, slipped off her chain and took many runs around the neighborhood. In 2010, she was losing bladder control, and after many treatments with medication, said a tearful goodbye to her right before my oldest son's graduation.
Mikey, the rat. Son K insisted he wanted a couple of domesticated rats in April 2008, and they provided us with hours of entertainment! Here they are one day when we turned them loose on the porch. Mikey decided to try to get into the toy truck....
Pinky investigated the cat's food.....
And since I never got footage of the 'Pinky/Mikey/Oreo Comedy Hour', here is our cat Oreo tolerating Pinky trying to play with him!
And how many cats would tolerate being read to?
Youngling found Oreo in the park on New Years Eve 2008, and brought him home. He was a tiny, barely weaned kitten who quickly won everyone over with his calm demeanor, and even let the rats 'beat up' on him. We didn't think he knew he was a cat until a year later, when he began bringing home 'presents' for us on the front porch....various mice, birds, and even a baby bunny!
So the grand total from 1991-2012:
And I would be remiss in not mentioning kitty Simon, who tried to adopt us, but we ended up giving him to some friends. Unfortunately, two days later, the most agressive of J's dogs took a dislike to the tiny kitten and he is now buried in her back yard. The dog who instigated the senseless attack was euthanized six months later. I still tear up whenever I think of both Simon and Lucky pup.
But on a lighter note, it's never a dull moment around here! Roxie gets me up every morning at 6 (earlier if no one lets her outside at bedtime) and Oreo is usually ready to come inside for his breakfast. So they have a system, and it gets me out of bed in the mornings, even on Thursdays after being at karaoke until 2am!