Authors: Who are your animal companions?

[Hypoxia]

Is your home infested with lesser animals? Lesser than kids, anyway. Animals you feed and doctor and nurture. We are currently without dogs, cats, ferrets, canaries, etc. The squirrels, deer, turkeys, foxes, bears, and pumas that wander across our meadow don't count. Neither do our beloved mantids. A fat mantis is hard to tame, sure.

But how about you? Do creatures sleep with or near you? Are you a regular at your neighborhood vet's office? Do you spend a bunch on pet food? Is your vehicle laden with animal hair and slobber? Have they destroyed your furniture? Do you care?

More important: Do they influence, inform, or infest your stories?

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Tex, Pilot, Lovecraft

 

[SusanJillParker]

I wrote a story, Young Woman with Older Man, about a man that I met in the dog park.

I don't know why but there was just something about him. At the time, I was 25-years-old and he was 50-years-old.

The story, one of my longest, morphed into a 120,000 word novel. I published 2 E-Book, Volume 1 and Volume 2. The story is still posted on Literotica under SusanJillParker.

It was a good story. After he had sex with me, he had sex with my girlfriend. Then, we all had a threesome.

After he had sex with my girlfriend, when my younger sister (she's such and insatiable whore) came to visit, he had sex with her.

Finally, my mother was curious to meet the man who had sex with both of her daughters and they had sex too.

All this from a chance meeting at the dog park. You just never know.

If you read my story, please vote.

 

[lovecraft68]

First off, many kids are lesser than animals and we see that in public all the time so can't imagine what the little darlings are like at home.

I have one German shepherd-had two for several years one passed last year- and my wife has a cat.

The cat's name is Frankie but I call him "Franklin the Immortal" he was a year old when she got him which was a few months before she moved in with me. He is now 16 and I swear that little shit is never going to go.

 

[ThisNameIsntTakenYet]

Just a little bird, a green budgie. My dad is allergic, so we can't have more pets, or ones bigger than a hamster or a small bird. (yes, I still live with my parents) I do plan on getting a pet of my own once I move out though, probably a dog.

 

[ishtat]

We have a blue tongued Lizard in the back garden. He or she hibernates for 6 months or so in a hole under the concrete base of the garden shed. He/She comes out and basks on a warm spring day like today. Then until next autumn he/she will waddle round the garden on his/her belly eating every slug and snail he/she can find.

I named him/her after a poster here, you can guess who it might be.

 

[Handley_Page]

Not a live one these days, but I sometimes get the impression that my late dog's ghost is round here sometimes.

 

[Kantarii]

Mantids are cool as fuck. I'd love to own an Orchid Mantis, pretty in their pink and white camouflage. The sexiest insects alive in my opinionKant

It might be interesting to work the mantids behavior of decapitating their mates during sex into a storyline Mother Nature's ultimate femme fatale

 

[FelicityJohns]

My house is run by a bobtail dilute tortie cat who is nearing her tenth year now.

My porch is guarded by a blue heeler/border collie who is the best mannered dog you'd ever hope to find.

He plays nanny to the newest arrivals, two more lovely kittens, and a flock of laying hens and an African Guinea Fowl named Dottie Pearl.

But the love of my life isn't allowed inside. Being that he's a 1500 pound horse. His 'stuff' though passes as home decor... we'll call it Cowboy Chic. Boots, saddles, saddle blankets, spare bits, riding crops, salt blocks, leg wraps, longe lines... I like it. Hubs tolerates it. He knows better than to make me choose

And no, we don't count the sow bear and her two cubs that took up on the property this summer. Or the deer that usually end up in the freezer. Nor the coyotes, foxes, skunks, bald eagle family and groundhogs that habitate on the property.

Did I mention I live in a national park?

 

[ElectricBlue]

Two cats, and several blue tongue lizards in the garden. No snakes, but I have to keep the grass cut short in spring, when they start moving about. Coupla years ago, in the drought, we had a koala drop by, seeking shade. He scared the bejesus out of the cats, and drank water from a bottle.

 

[TxRad]

I had two cats but one decided to wander somewhere else or at least i hope that is what happened to her. The other cat is old, twelve + years at the very least. She used to be a house cat but for some reason has decide she likes the screened in porch better.

I think without the other cat she likes the company of the deer, squirrels, birds of all types and rabbits that inhabit the back yard. The crows scare the heck out of her, as does thunder.

She has a cat door but seldom uses it except when it thunders. One rumble and she is inside and under my bed. That has always been her bomb shelter. When it's all over and she is sure it won't happen again, she wanders back out on the porch.

The only other time is when she thinks I'm late with breakfast or supper.

 

[holliday1960]

But how about you? Do creatures sleep with or near you? Are you a regular at your neighborhood vet's office? Do you spend a bunch on pet food? Is your vehicle laden with animal hair and slobber? Have they destroyed your furniture? Do you care?

More important: Do they influence, inform, or infest your stories?

Jacqueline Susann wrote a book about her poodle Josephine in the 1960's. Anyone ever read it? I thought it was pretty good back then. I'm not sure I would like it as much today though.

I've only had one baby who I thought deserved her own novel (a miniature pinscher who acted more human than canine, I swear) She had a massive vocabulary.

As for the furniture... I wouldn't tolerate a destructive pet anymore than I would allow a child to tear up the house. Anytime I caught them chewing the furniture, or clawing the carpet, I grounded them for weeks! (The furry ones got smacked with a newspaper...fair is fair.)

 

[Bramblethorn]

Our dogs died a couple of years ago, but one of them was a champion shedder so his hair's still around. Planning to get puppies soon, now that we have a back fence to hold them.

 

[Hypoxia]

Mantids are cool as fuck. I'd love to own an Orchid Mantis, pretty in their pink and white camouflage. The sexiest insects alive in my opinionKant

I've read that certain mantids are prized as pets. We know mantids are biblical because they're the only insects that "walk on all fours" as prescribed for inclusion on Noah's passenger list. All other insects are thus satanic.

It might be interesting to work the mantids behavior of decapitating their mates during sex into a storyline Mother Nature's ultimate femme fatale

You may have noticed some of my Story Ideas posts includegiant mantis-girls who are safe for human lesbian sex but are rather distressing for human males. <snip> Damn, there goes another guy...

EDIT: I should add an episode with Reggie the mantis-human hybrid who seduces many women but is bitterly disappointed when they don't decapitate him. Bummer...
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Our current companions, besides those mentioned, include crows hopping across our roof and grousing like old Jewish guys in New York, and somebody's tabby cat who challenges blue jays and the local red fox. Yeah, the cat chased the fox off our meadow a couple days ago. Calling dibs on the moles, I guess. That fox took care of the skunk that had holed up under our shipping-container shed. Whew.

Our late, lamented housemates included a tabby cat who dominated three big dogs, slashed at our ankles when we walked past her hideouts, and strutted into neighborhood parties to sample the snacks. Best damn cat in the world and an exemplar of the HILF (Highly Intelligent Life-Form). She was acquired at a rural animal shelter. As we walked through, considering prospects, she leapt from shelf to shelf and tapped our shoulders, obviously saying, "Get me out of here!"

Then there was the doberman-rottweiler-Alsatian-golden mix, like a son. Damn, we cried when he died. [/me tears up] The cat used to sleep on his butt.

We now have no full-time animal dependents because we travel too much. We'll settle down when we're wheelchair-bound. Then I look forward to a goat, burro, and ferret. But no pythons. (I used to keep a big snake.) And no fringed iguanas. Wow, do they stink! [/me glares at /me nephew]

 

[weftandwarp]

Is your home infested with lesser animals? Lesser than kids, anyway. Animals you feed and doctor and nurture. We are currently without dogs, cats, ferrets, canaries, etc. The squirrels, deer, turkeys, foxes, bears, and pumas that wander across our meadow don't count. Neither do our beloved mantids. A fat mantis is hard to tame, sure.

But how about you? Do creatures sleep with or near you? Are you a regular at your neighborhood vet's office? Do you spend a bunch on pet food? Is your vehicle laden with animal hair and slobber? Have they destroyed your furniture? Do you care?

More important: Do they influence, inform, or infest your stories?

I have two cats who curl around my legs and let me know they think I'm not bad. I have a beautiful little dog who goes every where with me. She is my life- I have no one else. She's 15. She's very sensible, always has been. I have foxes, kangaroos and rabbits on my property. My nearest neighbors are 3km away and as I have no wife (she died), or children (they died) the beautifiul beings I live with are very important.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Its so exciting to have PlayGround threads here.

Who's your favortite garbage worker?

 

[TxRad]

Its so exciting to have PlayGround threads here.

Who's your favortite garbage worker?

You are, of course.

 

[Hypoxia]

Playground? No, a serious inquiry. How do animals infect your writing? Do you even notice them? Have you anthropmorphised any into your stories? Do you dream of fucking Fido but humanize him as Phil? Are your women catty? Is that a snake in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?

 

[JKendallDane]

Infested would be the correct term!

Two Labs that are each as big as a small car. Both have to sleep with me or they aren't at all happy.

Then there is the cat squad. (don't judge me - I'm single!)

Six grey tabbies...the oldest female was a successful slut before I got her fixed.

Three miniature black leopards...two courtesy of the Slut Mommy and the black neighborhood stud and one was a rescue.

One tuxedo that was a feral colony rescue.

And finally, a Maine Coon that was a Humane Society adoption and will probably end up weighing about twenty pounds or so.

(If you lost count, that totals eleven. )

Two are indoor only and the other nine are in and out a half dozen times a day. Depending on their moods and the indoor temperature, they all will stake claims to sections of the bed at times including having two or three sleeping on top of me.

As far as what do I spend on pet food...let's just say there are months where their food bill is higher than mine.

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[JKendallDane]

Playground? No, a serious inquiry. How do animals infect your writing? Do you even notice them? Have you anthropmorphised any into your stories? Do you dream of fucking Fido but humanize him as Phil? Are your women catty? Is that a snake in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?

I have one story with a cat as one of the protagonists (including his own "speaking" parts) and plays a key role in helping develop a new romance.

A Cat Named Cupid

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[CoffeeWithMonkeys]

Pets, we have a few. 2 pugs, a black and a fawn. 2 cats, Boris KittyCat Karloff and Jake...From State Farm, but we recently realized Jakey is a girl.
We also have 4 guinea pigs. We had 5 but one died a few days ago.

I have added pugs into my stories, but not really the cats or guinea pigs.
My pet's are spoiled and I'm picky as fuck about their food so I do spend a lot on it.

None of them sleep with me, I have trouble sleeping so I banish everyone when I attempt to sleep.

I don't know my garbage men, but my mailman is Jeff. He's really nice.

 

[FelicityJohns]

Playground? No, a serious inquiry. How do animals infect your writing? Do you even notice them? Have you anthropmorphised any into your stories? Do you dream of fucking Fido but humanize him as Phil? Are your women catty? Is that a snake in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?

Because of my lifelong passion for the equine, they often find a place in my writing. In fact, many animals do; but they are props, not main characters... including an animal is a great way to develop a character, in the way that character perceives or interacts with/reacts to the animal.

In my early writing, animals made very spiritual appearances... for instance as allegories to major dilemmas a character was going through, or signifying internal struggles.

But animals are not consenting. So none of that crap.

 

[J_R_Ashunwhy]

I have one tuxedo furbaby who is too much of a mama's boy, and is too sweet and affectionate to be properly referred to as a cat.

As for animals infesting my writing? I tend to leave animals out of my stories...they just add complications.

But, my cat hates when the computer takes my attention away from him when I am writing, and he does constantly try to help me type.

 

[JKendallDane]

Pets, we have a few. 2 pugs, a black and a fawn. 2 cats, Boris KittyCat Karloff and Jake...From State Farm, but we recently realized Jakey is a girl.
We also have 4 guinea pigs. We had 5 but one died a few days ago.

I don't know my garbage men, but my mailman is Jeff. He's really nice.

Kittens are a pain in the ass to sex their gender.

Mika, my Maine Coon, was left at the Humane Society when "she" was about ten or twelve weeks old. Due to a leg injury and needing to be fixed, they wouldn't let me adopt "her" until "she" had completely healed and been to their clinic for a snip~snip. Six weeks later when "she" became available, they called me with the news that when the vet had started to do the surgery, they discovered Mika was actually male!

When the professionals even screw up sexing one occasionally, we mere mortals can certainly be excused.

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[JKendallDane]

I have one tuxedo furbaby who is too much of a mama's boy, and is too sweet and affectionate to be properly referred to as a cat.

As for animals infesting my writing? I tend to leave animals out of my stories...they just add complications.

But, my cat hates when the computer takes my attention away from him when I am writing, and he does constantly try to help me type.

Yeppers! There's nothing quite like looking at your screen during an edit to find something like this on it:

As John drove himself in and out of Mary's wet slit, her cries ?'[pojn943szq nd probably woke the neighbors.

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