Growing up we had dogs, birds, hamsters, turtles, and fish. My dogs were Hobo, Prince, Sugar, Casey, Pierre, Missy, Beau. The birds were Elmer, Fat Daddy, Charlie, Sarg, Crystal, Sunshine, Moonshine. The hamsters, turtles and fish didn't have any particular names.
When I got married I brought Beau w/ me. We have had a few dogs thru the yrs, many times 3 at a time. Pierre and Missy were Toy Poodles and Beau was their son. We had a Yellow Lab decide to adopt us, that was Duchess, or 'Duchy', we went to get a new collar for Duchy and ended up finding a Scottie. My DH brought her home for me as an anniversary gift. She had a big long fancy name, I called her Maggie. We had the three of them for yrs, what a crazy bunch of babies. We lost Beau and Duchy and my DH thought Mag needed a friend. We went for a ride one Sunday w/ two small children in tow and ended up at a farm. We saw the most adorable Tri-Color Rough Collie, he came home w/ us. I named him 'Bairn', which is Scottish for 'Wee Child'. The dog was huge! lol All my other dogs learned very basic commands rather easily, not Bairn, he was 9 yrs old when he learned to give me his paw! But he was a big ball of love. He helped me when I suffered the greatest loss of my life. Then 2 months later I lost him. I did not think I would come up again. I couldn't even look at anyone's dog, just couldn't.
On Easter Sunday, my DH suggested we go for a ride after our dinner. We went to somebody's house, really strange, I didn't know them. They had a litter of puppies, Scotties. I wasn't sure I could do it, then I saw this absolutely insane puppy and I lost my heart. He came home w/ us and my older son named him Trevor. A few months later, we still wanted to have a Collie and they had one at the shelter. A family divorced and Mom got the children and Dad got the dog. He mistreated that dog, burned his fur. The dog was a rough Collie, sable and white, think Lassie w/o the blaze. He seemed so mellow and his coat was shaved down. Mellow Yellow came to mind, so I called him Donovan, 'Dunny' for short. He was gorgeous and very smart, I taught him sign language. We lost Dunny 3 yrs ago this coming Sunday.
We have had birds, Rainbow and Scourge (parakeets), and Cockatiels, Grace and Sammie, a rabbit, Thumper, guinea pig named Elliott, many hermit crabs.
The last pet in our house is Trevor, our 13 yr old Scottie. The dearest little man in the world. My constant companion. W/o him I'm not sure I would have survived these past 13 yrs. He is love in its purest form. I am so grateful to have him in my life. He is a blessing, as all of my babies have been.
Now, said Baby is telling me he wants to go out, so before he jabs me in the leg again, I will take my leave.
God bless. Alice.