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2 dogs.

border collie named spike milligan. quite possibly psychologically disturbed but a big softie. will let my baby nephew pull hair out of his somach and infact will not get up untill my nephew has done so.

others a whippet crossed with a staffordshire bull terrier.

fast, strong and as agile as a cat (she can gump n8 feet high before gravity takes over from standstill, 5 feet high she can land on an are a teacup saucer.) very protective and also a softie. except if you enter my house unanounced or hasnt seen anone of my family usher you in, then the teeth are out (but no biting, at least not if you stay where she puts you). even if she knows you.

both i love to bits

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I have one cat named shiva

we have one cat name aiden

the house has a cat name Dread Pirate Roberts

the in-laws have a dog name Lola

and Dave has 5 cats at last check, he takes care of strays until Lydia finds out

*as a side note I may need to put down my cat, Lydia said that one more cat pees anywhere and my cat goes*

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I have one cat named shiva

we have one cat name aiden

the house has a cat name Dread Pirate Roberts

the in-laws have a dog name Lola

and Dave has 5 cats at last check, he takes care of strays until Lydia finds out

*as a side note I may need to put down my cat, Lydia said that one more cat pees anywhere and my cat goes*

Why put the cat down?? I don't understand. Why not find it a new home??

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Lincoln has passed on, and Mama has been rehomed. :)

Good GAWD lady! Open up a damn petting zoo and bank on those little cuties :laugh: I'd pay admission to play with all of those kitties.

Sadly, I live in townhouse-land and we're only allowed one fur bearing animal, which would be Raven....err errr I mean Gitzie. Gitzie pwns me totally. She tells me when I can leave the house, go outside, eat, shower, etc, but then again it's worth it because she's totally fat and she's a really good conversationalist. We'll sit around for hours and bullshit about everything under the sun, she's my bessssst friend. She's the type where she pretends to be stupid, and she doesn't get enough of ANYTHING according to her. She's an Anna Nicole Smith of sorts, but way way cuter. She even dated my mom's cat who is ohhh like 10 years older than her, 'cause she's a dirty golddigger and wants all his catnip when he dies. At least that's what she confessed after we moved out of there, shame on her right?

My mom's cat, Kitty, he's fucking old. He has to be like....19 now? His picture is in my mom's DGN gallery (her screenname is Boshy, if you don't remember) and I believe there's a picture of Gitzie in mine. He's too friendly, runs right up to anyone and wants lovins. Now he's so old he runs right up to them, bites them, and calls them whores to their face. He also eats kids....thus making him useful in the neighborhood (we have no other natural predators in the area with a taste for other people's stupid annoying kids that won't stay out of our yards and keep picking our plants).

OH...and then...there's....The Universal Remonster. We call him PIGGUH for short. He's the oldest guinea pig ever (like 9 or 10 maybe) and I can't stand being around him because he has UGLY ingrown claws (we adopted him like that) and he smells like a sack of ripe shit festering on a sidewalk during a hot summer day. That would be the best way I could describe it. I kinda gave him to my mom, she has a huge yard and he runs around and eats and shits, eats and shits, eats and shits, eats and shits, eats and MAKES UNGODLY NOISES FROM THE DEMONS OF HELL....then shits. He's very one dimensional, but he's humble, and uhmmm if we're lucky he'll die soon so we can get the eternal stench out of our noses.

Then there were my boys *sigh* (gets teary) Schmoogle and Kaboogle. They were brother rats, bright as a whip, Kaboogle had a big eating disorder and I loved it. Fat animals make my world keep spinning, without them I would probably fly off of the earth into space and suffocate in the lack of atmosphere. He was sweet, sassy, and tilted his head back JUST SO...when you'd scratch his ears. Schmoogle was always getting into shit and would never hold still for nothing. But he loved his beer and pizza. One time my ex-roommate Rachel set a mixed drink (rum and coke I believe) down next to the couch and about two minutes later his fat ass comes stumbling up the arm of the chair...and then he goes THUD as he fell off onto the floor. Baffled, we decided to get to the bottom of the mystery, when it was then that we noticed he had gotten allllll the way to the bottom of Rachel's drink. He was one of those cool-guy bar brawler men, nothin sissy about that furry little bundle of fat. Aww.....now I'm sad 'cause they're gone... :(

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technically we have 5 cats, but one does not live with us, and until he decides to go in the house again there is nothing we can do but feed and water him. his name is fat moe, he was born huge and feral, but will play with us and if he'd lick himself we'd even pet him more often, but he's never cleaned himself, even though we got him indoors for about a year starting when he was still very small. I don't count him as a pet, as we do not really own him though, he's as free as he wants and very happy to be so.

our hose cats are:

Beast-yellow Manx, and 15 or 16, we can't remember

Tyger-short hair tabby, not at all friendly even after 8 years

Pooka-med/long hair Black, only loves me and my dad, I took to City Club a few times when I worked there, she's 7 now and a bit tubby

Mister-short hair tabby, no ideas on age, he was abandoned and when he got sick we cought him and kept him after nobody on here wanted him. he's been our unbelievably stupid but affectionate overweight ball of stupid for 3 years now.

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I've always wanted to bring one of my cats to CC. :) Wouldn't like it, methinks.

mine was only 3 weeks old and wasn't to happy about going down there. she wasn't allowed in, but was bottle fed every other hour and since I lived upstairs I had to show them my excuse to go up there. I'd be afraid of any animal there, I've seen dogs in there on week days and felt disturbed when I saw them lick the floor

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