This is Hamm, he was an extraordinary dog. Gentle, tough, highly loving, extremely intelligent (if I asked, he would often do things I never taught him to do). He was a chow mix. My neighbor knocked on my door one night, handed him to me (he was about 6 weeks old) and said "I got you a dog". I lost him to cancer when he was 12.
This is Jamee. She was a very loving dog. I got her from the pound when she was about 5 months old. Lab/hound mix. She was a stray. I lost her to cancer when she was 8. I still have problems when I think about her. I miss her.
This is Mati. I got her from the pound about 7 months ago. She's Australian Shepherd X. She likes to destroy paper things, parade my dirty underwear through the house, jump on me when I'm taking a nap, pick pockets, and try to remove my toenails. She's a good pup.
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Before them all (but concurrent in part with Hamm) was Cat. She was a fierce mother (had 2 litters). When she had kittens she chased dogs out of the yard. She guarded my Grandmother from any interlopers. When the weather was bad she would make me open the other outside doors just to see if the weather was different out any of them. She lived until she was 21.
(I don't have her picture on my computer)
There was also Erat(ic) my hamster.
Cricket the anole lizard.
Van Dyke the inbred retarded barn cat - a very nice cat except for being very uncat like and not very bright (he disappeared when he was 2 after he discovered females).
And a plethora of fresh water tropical fish. I ran two 20 gallon tanks, one 30, and two tens, plus a five gallon for pregnant fish, and a 2 and 1/2 gallon quarantine tank. -Shortly before I graduated from high school my main tank got Fish Fungus and I lost most of the fish I'd had since grade school. I gave the rest away.
There were a few other small animals that I didn't list, along with my chickens that I gave to my second cousin (I moved and they aren't allowed here).