To soothe the savage beast

[CW]

KillerMuffin's thread about food coloring in pet food got me to wondering about this,,,

How many of us have pets,( of the non human sort ) be they fish, dogs, cats, snakes, lizards, or whatever else may be available? Do you bow to their whims or wishes about anything? Are they the masters of the house yet ?

Of course, I'll go first,,, nothing exciting though,,,

I have three pets in my house, one german shepard that is basicly an outdoors pet, until a thunderstorm comes along anyway, and then she is a beside the nearest human fixture. She is also totally terrified of of a pair of cats we have, but will eat any misguided adult alive that wanders in our backyard,,, except the electric meter reader lady.

I also have two cats, sisters, that are about a year old,,, and they are the true rulers of this house. If you happen to be somewhere that they wish to be, like the love seat ( where I USED to enjoy reading at night), then a sneak attack is to be expected, AND repeated until you vacate the area they want. As for sleeping, it's up under the covers on our bed, no matter the weather,,, and heaven help ya if they get locked out've the bedroom for a bit at night,,, what a ruckus !

 

[Expertise]

Big beautiful loveable totaly manipulative ....

Two Goldens. They don't completely rule the house... but I think they may be planning a coup.

 

[Silverlily]

Four kitties - Max, Tallis, Spider, and the baby, Grendle.

Max and Tallis are littermates and are afraid of everything under the sun. Both of them will roll around on the floor when I talk to them.

Spider is the cat we rescued from a recyling facilty. He thinks he is human, ie. if there is an empty chair at the dinnertable, he will sit there peering over the edge, looking for his plate. Spider is VERY social, not afraid of anything (including the vacuum cleaner, strangers, and hairdryers), loves to give kisses, and will answer you if you talk to him.

Grendle is my baby. He is the most feral of our cats and will only let me pick him up. He is also not afraid of strangers, but does not like the vacuum cleaner. Grendle prefers his water to have ice in it and goes berserk for cat treats. He is very possessive with me and have been known to run the other cats off.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

You guys are so lucky....

Our 780 sq. ft. is just big enough for the babe and the baby.

Man - I miss pets. Travel too much too.

Tried fish a while back but - kept dyin' on me. Finally found some toy gold fish and with mono-filiment - lashed them in the rather decorative tank - kept the air thingy going to keep'em bobbing around. Put that fish bowl right on the mantle over the fire place. Folks would come over and look.... and wonder.... What the fuck??

A cartoon fish bowl.

Only pet I can seem to take care of properly is......

My cactus......... Spike.

 

[Juliangel]

I have two kitties, Sugar is white and brown and Daisy is white and tan. They rule the house.

We also have three tiny turtles, Squirtle, Wartortle and Turtle and a little brown bat, Batty, who live between the slats and screen in my attic vent.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I have the Phantom Pharter and his partner in crime, the Trash Can Terrorist. There is also Joe, the fish diving feline (female) and her still swimming traumatized fish, the StudMuffin and my little Godzilla, otherwise known as the Chiefs Never Shuts Up. My freaking mutts who would make a lovely throw rug. The 2 pound toe biting, monochromatic, pain in the ass, eats everything, tacobell wannabe mutt twit dog rules the house, in his estimation. I rule my house in my estimation. I control the fridge and all of its glorious contents. *smirk*


My mutts:
http://www.literotica.com/storyxs/amateurpics/muffin091600/muffin091600.shtml

 

[Guest]

I used to have 8 fish (only the algie eater, Tiger, had a name though), two cocatiels (sp?) Rocky Miavia and Stone Cold, and a choc lab puppy named Kane. When my ex and I split up, he took all the babies with him. Damn I miss them. Tiger, Rocky, and Kane were mine.

 

[ShyGuy68]

http://homepages.go.com/~shakes68/katteleg.gif

I'm the lucky owner of a cat too. His name is Samson, And he's around 7 ½ years old by now. I live in an apartment on the fifth floor, so when he's at home he doesn't get out much, except when I open to the balcony and he goes out there. But usually over the summer I let him stay at my mom's place, which is his second home by now, and there he's outside most of the time, and even hunts his own food down from time to time.

He's a very social cat, and tend to talk along with me when I'm on the phone once in awhile, which makes many people laugh! And some even get used to it and like it!! lol

There isn't much he's afraid off, but he for sure doesn't like vacuum cleaner and dogs.

There's pictures of him here:

http://homepages.go.com/~shakes68/samson.htm

 

[OUTSIDER]

A small black and white cat called Cleo who is four years old and only half the size of a normal cat and is at the moment expecting her first litter.

 

[coaster]

I've got three dogs, a Golden Retriever named Buddy, and two English Springer Spaniels, Skooch and Dozer. Skooch, Dozer's mother, was just diagnosed with cancer. Dozer, so named, would unseat his litter mates as he probed for the rear teat. Buddy welcomes all with tail wagging. The dogs have actually taught me about unconditional love. If I don't take them for a walk they still get excited when they see me. If I'm grouchy they lean against my leg and rest their heads on my hand, they don't care. If I raise my voice they give me their attention and if I speak softly they wag their tails with approval... Their behavior is consistently loving.

 

[CW]

what a description that was

I have the Phantom Pharter and his partner in crime, the Trash Can Terrorist. There is also Joe, the fish diving feline (female) and her still swimming traumatized fish, the StudMuffin and my little Godzilla, otherwise known as the Chiefs Never Shuts Up. My freaking mutts who would make a lovely throw rug. The 2 pound toe biting, monochromatic, pain in the ass, eats everything, tacobell wannabe mutt twit dog rules the house, in his estimation. I rule my house in my estimation. I control the fridge and all of its glorious contents. *smirk*

Good grief KillerMuffin,,, you had me laid out flat I was laughing so hard,,,

Sparky,,, a cartoon fish tbowl!!!!,,, that's great! LOL I may have to steal your idea there fella,

 

[Myrrdin]

By pets you mean animals you feed and rear without any chance of actually making a profit from? Yea i've got loads of those.

Tomorrow my bunch of evil, death wish sheep get introduced to my new expensive pedigree rams.
~Sigh~ i just know i,m gonna regret doing that next spring.

And i,m sat here now, filling time in, because a cow has chosen this moment to give birth. Not how I intended spending my Friday night, with my arm up a cows bum. Searching for a calf more interested in doing the doggie paddle in the warm, than emerging out into a cold dark field.

But I suppose they fill my time in and keep me out of mischief.

 

[CreamyLady]

JP has had me in training since he was a kitten. Yes, he rules the house. I sleep in whatever position suits HIM; the bed is his. I am merely a constantly warm cushion (with a nice way of rubbing his head).

There is the matter of the food, its service and preparation. I have also been trained to know that, while he will allow a late breakfast, late is relative. By no means is it to be served after 7:00 a.m. The optimum time is 5:30 a.m.

If he feels that we have been doing too much in the way of homework, reading, or writing, he will climb into our lap, sit on the book or paper, or push the mouse and keyboard out of the way. This is a signal that it is time to pay attention to him.

He has titles, that must be recited at least once a day, preferably while rubbing his ears: Bane of Birds; Scourge of Rats; Slayer of Insects. Defender of the Home and Hearth; Descendant of Gods; Warrior. He purrs and looks smug during the recital.

He challenges any creature who comes into the yard; his "Make my day, hairball" cry is famous (and audible) throughout the neighborhood. Our neighbors eye him with a mixture of affection and fury; he has beaten up every cat around.

I never think of myself as "owning" or "having" a pet. JP is family, with a unique personality and attitude. I first saw him when he was curled up and asleep. I wonder if I would have brought him home had I known he was just three pounds of pure aggression, but he's a lot of fun and a lot of company.

 

[teresafannin]

I have cat named Secret, my son adopted her when he was 5 & she was about a year old. She is now 14 & my constant companion. She is grey with green eyes, 1/2 persian & 1/2 unknown. She is very possessive of her people. It took her months to realize that her boy wasn't coming back. I never thought a cat would be so attached, but she grieved for him along with me. She loves to sit on my lap & watch the computer screen, she also loves to get up into my collection of bears & dolls. She has to be fed on a regular schedule, her favorite breakfast time is 5:00 am & she has to come & sit on my head to wake me up. She sleeps with me & loves to get right up between my sweetie & I when he is here on the weekends. Luckily, he likes cats, of course his cat will have to stay with him mom if we ever find a place to live. At least, until my cat is settled. I currently live in an apartment, so she sits on the balcony & surveys her kingdom.

[Edited by teresafannin on 10-20-2000 at 03:10 PM]

 

[BrainyBeauty]

I have hundred and hundreds of dust bunnies. Does that count? They certainly have taken over my house.

 

[dusk2dawn]

I have four tropical fish. I have been unable to get any other type of animal until I move unfortunitly.

 

[Shelby]

I have two cats that I hate. Whoa...I don't hate cats...I just hate these two lazy assed, mouse-loving, fur-ball-puking-idiots that are always plotting to trip me as I descend the stairs.

Oh, and 40 some-odd dogs. They tend to be a full time job.

 

[Handy-Andy]

Yep indeed I've got Two friend's ,
Busby a yellow and grey with rosy red cheek's cockatiel , He's 7 year's old I got him has a chick he does a cool wolf whistle and a mean rendition of the " great escape " theme tune . When I walk in the house he always start's running up and down his perches whistling his head off , it always cheers me up .

Then there's Figo the cat that adopted me , He's jet black , short haired and pure green eyes . He moved in to keep me company after Smog ( he was my cat till he got run down) , Figo and Smog used to play together but after Smog got killed he has shunned his owner's and now he just comes to my house to eat , sleep , to be loved , stroked and to look at all the damn fine kitty's in the amateur photo's .

So it's a big "wolf whistle" to all you gals out there from Busby and a "mmeeeeeooooww" from Figo to all you cool and sexy cat's .

 

[Latina]

Arthur the weiner dog had his own pillow, raincoat and sweater. His own chair, too. Watched TV with us nightly. Was he spoiled? Nah!

Miss him like crazy since he's death from liver disease 3 weeks ago. Not ready to get another pet just yet, still not over his loss yet.

-- Latina