Anyone who knows me knew these pets
Princess
Cavy the guinea pig
Luna was the gray one who died around Christmas 2008. Cavy was the calico colored one who died in October 2011 at the approximate age of 3 1/2 years old. She was fat and fun to mess with. They both died of illnesses:(
Icky Cat
(That wasn't her real name) She had 3 legs, a piece cut off the end of her tail, and still had full mobility of the shoulder blade where that missing leg used to be. You could see her fur moving when she would move it. Sometimes her other front shoulder blade would stick up because all her weight (only 4 lbs.) was all on that leg for nearly 10 years.
She lived through earmites, feline acne, a bad case of fleas that almost killed her, a bullet to the leg, and two litters of kittens. You could feel all her bones when she got really old and when she used to go outside for the summer, she would get fleas and aparently fleas poop. Little black bits would get all over where ever she sat.
The last six months we had her, she was banned to the garage or the sunroom because she couldn't keep herself clean and she stopped going in the cat box. The whole sunroom smelled terrible! Her name was Peanut, but became known as Icky Cat.
She had seen my parents wedding, me being born, and the end of the Cold War and the break-up of the Soviet Union. Icky out - lived four dogs, three fish, two birds, and one cat that ran away. When we put her to sleep in 2010 she was 20 years old. She was fun to mess with and was entertaining at her own expense:)
She lived through earmites, feline acne, a bad case of fleas that almost killed her, a bullet to the leg, and two litters of kittens. You could feel all her bones when she got really old and when she used to go outside for the summer, she would get fleas and aparently fleas poop. Little black bits would get all over where ever she sat.
The last six months we had her, she was banned to the garage or the sunroom because she couldn't keep herself clean and she stopped going in the cat box. The whole sunroom smelled terrible! Her name was Peanut, but became known as Icky Cat.
She had seen my parents wedding, me being born, and the end of the Cold War and the break-up of the Soviet Union. Icky out - lived four dogs, three fish, two birds, and one cat that ran away. When we put her to sleep in 2010 she was 20 years old. She was fun to mess with and was entertaining at her own expense:)