How did I miss this thread? My pets are my babies!
I have a parakeet named Jingles because she showed up on my front lawn during Christmas break. No one claimed her. She lived in a hamster cage the first month she was here. Now she has her own two story palace and is quite happy living here surrounded by cats.
As of last week, I have five cats. There is this huge invisible sign that says "Dump your pets here, this sucker will take them in!"
I thought I had removed that sign, but evidently, they put it back up.
First is my 12 year old who rules the house, nothing goes on without her approval.
Sacajawea
Then there is Little White Dove (aka Pudge) who is not happy with me so will not sit still for a picture. She's not happy that I'm keeping the new one, so she's grouchy.
Third is Abigail, the son of Pudge. He belonged to my niece and I inherited him when she moved out of state. Yes, I said HE. The poor guy is named Abigail. You try explaining to a four year old that her little girl kitty isn't a girl.
Abbie-Dabby
Next is Lil Devil. Another cat that I inherited, this time from my nephew. She loves boxes of all shapes and sizes. She'll play in one for hours and then sleep in it. There is nothing devilish about her, except that she will nibble on your toes if you are gardening without shoes on.
Lil' Dev
Last is my newest, Kessa. Someone dumped her off with a hurt leg. I thought it might be broken so I took her to the vet first thing. She has no use or feeling in her right front paw. They're set to amputate it next month. So, she'll be my lil triped soon. She's a sweetheart and very active even with only three legs. Sacajawea has decided to adopt her and is training her to be her partner in crime. (Go back to Sacajawea's pic and u'll see Kessa in there with her.)
Sacajawea's shadow