Carolyn . . . the Pet Owner
OK, this should be pretty quick!
I'm an Animal Nut!! OK, I've stated it clearly at the top!! Name your addiction. That's what every 12-step program usually starts out with! I truly must admit that I relate to animals far better than I do with people . . . well, most of the time anyway.
Pets!
I grew up with various pets, but none truly mine until I bought myself my first canary. That turned out to be the first of, well, probably hundreds of birds I've owned and bred.
Currently, I have, oh, about 40 to 50 birds, mostly canaries. A few Lady Gouldian finches, a blue-winged Siva, a white-headed black bulbul, and then Kookla, the startling. Of course, my most impressive bird is my hawk, Pente. But she is not a pet! She's a hunting partner, and got a whole post to herself.
I've bred my birds, and showed them. I will probably always have birds in my life. I'd like to get some more interesting softbills, but, that would take some money I can't spare right now.
I have three fine dogs! Astra is the oldest, and she's a sable sheltie. She's very fat! Always been fond of the food dish, and not fond of moving much. She became overweight at a very young age! The next dog is Anubis, the German Shepherd. He's had a hard road coming to his current state. He came to us a very low self-esteemed dog. Submissive urination and all that. He's gotten better with time. A very beautiful dog . . . but dangerous. 120 lbs of cowardly aggression. (Side Note: Nube went to the vet last week . . . and he's lost a LOT of weight!! He's now 90 lbs. Sam has been a really healthy influence on him!) He has to be watched closely, and carefully introduced to new people. But, once he knows you, he's like butter! The last dog is Sam, our black mutt. Sam was literally something I picked up on the side of the road. He came to us in the winter of 2002. Starving and mistreated. We took him in, got him some good vet care, fattened him up, and he has become just the best dog. He also did wonders for 'Nube. They wrestle together, and now both are muscular and fit. They all leave lots of hair in my house, but, well, that's OK. They also bring lots of love into this house!
Our fourth dog, and our first dog we owned, was Kashmir. She's gone now! May her doggy soul rest in peace! I buried a little chunk of my heart with her. There will never be another Kashmir!
Alongside Kashmir, out in the back in our own pet cemetary, are our two cats, and the first mammals Shawn and I had as pets. These two sisters were raised from tiny little kittens. They were very sweet, and gave us many years of love. Tasha met her end at the talons of an owl. Chelsea died at age 15 of cancer. At this point I don't want any more inside cats . . . not for awhile. I've enjoyed not cleaning a litter box.
I do have two outside cats . . . strays that took up with us. Attila, the old yellow leprous cat (hair falls out in patches all the time) and Gasket, the black and gray tiger. They get fed and shots, and stalk around the property. Otherwise, I don't pay them much mind!
Outside I have chickens and a pair of geese . . . although I'm afraid one goose has gone missing! Hmmm
I have a snake, given to me by Bill Oakes. He's a Californian King. (The snake . . . not Bill!) He's black and yellow striped. Nice for a snake. Growing very fast . . . eats lots of mice. He came with the name 'Luke'.
Let's see . . . anything else? There are mice, but they are food for Pente (and Luke), so that doesn't really count. No fish . . . too smelly.
I think that is about it. It's been worse! At one time I think I had 120 birds to feed every morning. That was just too much! Slowly I'm pairing down what I have to a more manageable level. It's a good thing . . .
. . . lets me get more sleep in the morning.
Of course, the best kept pet in the house is Shawn!
cdb
I'm an Animal Nut!! OK, I've stated it clearly at the top!! Name your addiction. That's what every 12-step program usually starts out with! I truly must admit that I relate to animals far better than I do with people . . . well, most of the time anyway.
Pets!
I grew up with various pets, but none truly mine until I bought myself my first canary. That turned out to be the first of, well, probably hundreds of birds I've owned and bred.
Currently, I have, oh, about 40 to 50 birds, mostly canaries. A few Lady Gouldian finches, a blue-winged Siva, a white-headed black bulbul, and then Kookla, the startling. Of course, my most impressive bird is my hawk, Pente. But she is not a pet! She's a hunting partner, and got a whole post to herself.
I've bred my birds, and showed them. I will probably always have birds in my life. I'd like to get some more interesting softbills, but, that would take some money I can't spare right now.
I have three fine dogs! Astra is the oldest, and she's a sable sheltie. She's very fat! Always been fond of the food dish, and not fond of moving much. She became overweight at a very young age! The next dog is Anubis, the German Shepherd. He's had a hard road coming to his current state. He came to us a very low self-esteemed dog. Submissive urination and all that. He's gotten better with time. A very beautiful dog . . . but dangerous. 120 lbs of cowardly aggression. (Side Note: Nube went to the vet last week . . . and he's lost a LOT of weight!! He's now 90 lbs. Sam has been a really healthy influence on him!) He has to be watched closely, and carefully introduced to new people. But, once he knows you, he's like butter! The last dog is Sam, our black mutt. Sam was literally something I picked up on the side of the road. He came to us in the winter of 2002. Starving and mistreated. We took him in, got him some good vet care, fattened him up, and he has become just the best dog. He also did wonders for 'Nube. They wrestle together, and now both are muscular and fit. They all leave lots of hair in my house, but, well, that's OK. They also bring lots of love into this house!
Our fourth dog, and our first dog we owned, was Kashmir. She's gone now! May her doggy soul rest in peace! I buried a little chunk of my heart with her. There will never be another Kashmir!
Alongside Kashmir, out in the back in our own pet cemetary, are our two cats, and the first mammals Shawn and I had as pets. These two sisters were raised from tiny little kittens. They were very sweet, and gave us many years of love. Tasha met her end at the talons of an owl. Chelsea died at age 15 of cancer. At this point I don't want any more inside cats . . . not for awhile. I've enjoyed not cleaning a litter box.
I do have two outside cats . . . strays that took up with us. Attila, the old yellow leprous cat (hair falls out in patches all the time) and Gasket, the black and gray tiger. They get fed and shots, and stalk around the property. Otherwise, I don't pay them much mind!
Outside I have chickens and a pair of geese . . . although I'm afraid one goose has gone missing! Hmmm
I have a snake, given to me by Bill Oakes. He's a Californian King. (The snake . . . not Bill!) He's black and yellow striped. Nice for a snake. Growing very fast . . . eats lots of mice. He came with the name 'Luke'.
Let's see . . . anything else? There are mice, but they are food for Pente (and Luke), so that doesn't really count. No fish . . . too smelly.
I think that is about it. It's been worse! At one time I think I had 120 birds to feed every morning. That was just too much! Slowly I'm pairing down what I have to a more manageable level. It's a good thing . . .
. . . lets me get more sleep in the morning.
Of course, the best kept pet in the house is Shawn!
cdb
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