My first pet was my cat Smokey. I don't have a picture of him on my computer but he was a cutie. Long grey fur, big and fat, until he got sick that is. At his biggest he weighed 14 pounds but when he died he was only 6 pounds. He was such a wonderful cat. I miss him. He had chronic influenza he was constantly coughing and sneezing and needed medicine and his nose wiped but we never minded. He used to sleep with my mom until he got older then he would sleep with me because he couldn't get in her bed. Him and I would sleep back to back, literally. He took over my little single bed and I would adjust and sleep uncomfortably around him just so he was okay. When I was sad he seemed to know and he would sit on my chest and lick my tears it was adorable. My mom didn't even need to set an alarm because he woke her up every morning at the same time by sitting on her and licking her forehead. He died when I was 12 and he was 16. He's buried in a pet cemetery, my mom and I say he's our angel in disguise.

My next pet is my Nala Marie. We got Nala when I was 4 my neighbor's grandma found her and she had been abused. She was a German Shepard/Husky puppy (about 6 months old we guessed) and she was gorgeous. I used to ride her around when I was little. She also was the mother of 25 puppies (2 litters 12 in the first, 13 in the second) before we got her fixed. She was such a good dog, only bit once when my mom tried to take a puppy away. She was protective of my mom and I would bark and bark if anyone came around us. She died last September at the age of 14.
Casper is the son of Nala. He is 12 years old. He's a German Shepard/Husky/Lab but he looks mostly like a tan lab. He's a such a baby. He likes attention and will whine a you until you pet him. He can be a pain, he likes to get in the trash, in fact he did about an hour ago. He's a picky eater and his breath smells, but he is so love able. He loves to kiss people and would never bite anyone. He started living in the house with us after Nala died and is so well behaved. He sits with me all day and is content with just being around people. He's basically the little brother I always wanted only I have to let him out to go to the bathroom. That is a job in itself since he has arthritis and can't seem to get up the steps.
Morgan Aubrey (yes all my animals have middle names) is the cat we got after Smokey died. She is literally gorgeous! She's 6 and a Tiger/Tortoise mix which means she has stripes and swirls. She is all sides of brown mixed together. She is a bitch however, she doesn't like being picked up or held. She's not a cuddler and often doesn't want to be on the same piece of furniture as you. However, if you can actually catch her she's not fussy at all. She sleeps with a little teddy bear and brings it to whatever location she chooses to sleep in.

Taylor Kathryn is my baby! She's 2 and half and is teeny tiny. I did some research and found out she is dwarf cat. She only weighs 3 pounds and doesn't even sit as high as a 2 liter bottle. When I got her she was so tiny that her little butt fit in the palm of my hand. I was immediately attracted to her because she has a little black eye which is so cute! When I first got her I actually slept on the floor and let her sleep in my bed because I was afraid I'd roll over and kill her. When I still lived at home she slept with me every night and would stroke my face as we slept. She now likes to sleep in front of the heaters. She is always running around and playing. She likes to instigate the big kittys and they then beat her up. I just love her dearly =]
I also have a bunny named Penelope. She's 1 year old. She has floppy ears and she's fat. She bites, and she's loud. She's cute but she's a real pain. When I first got her she was so sweet I've also had my fair share of fish, 3 turtles, and 2 hamsters, they didn't last as long.
Well, that's my blog for the day. Animals seriously keep me going and if it's true that having a pet makes you live longer I'm going to live forever!






