Can we have another round of pet pictures....

Everyone's doggies. kitties.chickens and birds are adorable and well loved!

Here's Lucy. She's an 8 month old terrier mix (?) that we got from the shelter 5 months ago. We love her dearly although sometimes her puppiness can be exhausting.






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Here's my Jaxson looking very spiffy in his new bow tie.

 
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Smudge is the gray cat, I have had her since the day she was born. She's 9 now and the sweetest cat I have ever had. She gets extremely attached to people and can act more like a dog than a cat.

Oz is the orange cat with the unimpressed expression on his face. His expression tells you everything you need to know about his personality. He fell out of the attic at my work when he was 10 days old. It was my birthday and I'd been wanting an orange cat so of course I took him home.

Nick is the horse with the big white blaze. He's a quarter horse and I've come to learn used to be a champion cutting horse. Apparently he made it at least once all the way to the National Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas. He got hurt and his owner didn't keep horses that weren't useful. So he was surrendered to a vet who was a family friend and made his way to our house. He's a great lawnmower.

Rio is the mostly brown horse. He's 21 this year and beginning to show his age. He spent his younger days on the racetrack, in what capacity I'm not sure as he isn't Jockey Club registered that I know of. It's presumed by the person that gave him to us that he was an exercise horse.  He's a good boy and a terrific riding horse for me.

This is Milo (10 months) and Nico (4 yrs). Both were rescued. Nico is chill, relaxed and really well behaved. Milo.  Milo is a holy terror, so it's good that he's cute. 

Milo has eaten my glasses, eaten tubes of makeup, chewed a toothbrush to a point, unwound and knotted up several balls of yarn, eaten several lip balms, thinks my husband's ear plugs are puppy gum, hides all evidence in Nico's kennel, runs away outside if he's not on leash all the time, barks at nothing, Hoovers his food and throws it up (this is getter better though)....  He's Mischievious Milo for a reason. Lol. But he's so darn cute!  And he's just learned to give licks for kisses. 

Our ur older dog is much happier with a full time friend and they're much more active. Now if only I didn't gave to be sandwiched by hot puppy dogs every night in bed, it would be all good!

chaosisapony, love your horses! We used to lease a horse but don't have time right now. One of my girls still rides at a great stable near her university. I miss it so much as do my other two girls. One suffered a back injury when a horse jumped unexpectedly and she was thrown. She has had 4 back surgeries since October and cannot ride anymore.

That would be me! I got my foot caught in the stirrups and was dragged around the ring. Thankfully that was back in the 1970s in England, and I have been fine but man it's something I still remember to this day. And yes, my daughter is very sad she can't do what she loves anymore. I keep telling her we can go to the stables and groom, wash, and walk horses with a lead rope if she wants but that's not her favorite. I LOVE to do that and ride of course too.

Here is the love of my life - my 4 year old sweet Golden, Jax.



My 11 year old Beagle - Clue.  He's definitely the alpha. 



My daughter with our sweet Sealpoint  Smokey Himalayan Persian - Jazmin.  You can't see in this pic, but she has the most beautiful blue eyes.

Here is our puppy. She is 12 years old, this picture was taken a few years ago during a storm. She does not like storms and had to stay close enough to me to be able to touch me. She is too cute sometimes. Her name is Blackie. DS asked if he could have a dog, but he wanted a black dog with a white paw and he would name her Blackie. We said if my sister's dog had one just like that he could have it, sure enough a black dog with a white paw. She has been with us ever since.

This is Sassy, our torbie (tortoiseshell-tabby). I love her "harlequin" coloring. We got her from a rescue 4-1/2 years ago, but she's close to 7 years old. She spent the first couple years of her life in the rescue. Six previous potential adopters declined after she swatted or hissed at them. When we came to get her, she let me scratch her neck for a while and then jumped down into our cat carrier. We figure that she chose us.

Sassy is an unusual cat, in both her appearance and her personality. She's not your average cuddly, purry ball of fluff! She loves a good chin scratch or ear rub, and she snuggles with her humans when she's sleepy, but if she's not in the mood to have her fur stroked, she will bat you away with her paw or simply get up and leave. She has an independent spirit and a mind of her own--but she always stays close to us. She's the alarm clock who gets us going in the morning, the attendance-taker who keeps an eye on our whereabouts, the bloodhound who tracks our movements, the supervisor who keeps us all in line, the goofy girl who keeps us delighted and amused. She rules the roost in our household!

[Photo removed 6/17/2018 by Sassy Sabrina SWZ]

This is Sassy as a youngster.
 

These are my boys.. they're brothers (from the same litter, anyway, no real family resemblance  ).  They're 11 years old. 

Chase is the Snowshoe.. he's very pretty (blue eyes, sleek) but super dopey.  Total lap cat and loves to be carried around on our shoulders.  He adores my youngest son, that's his "person", but when food is involved, he's right near me.  I spoil him.  

Hunter is the tabby..he's 20 lbs, has a sweet squeaky meow like a kitten (which is always a hit at the vet.. they hear him and think it's a baby, and out oozes the Buddha cat.  He doesn't like to  be picked up at all, but will lie around on the floor, flopped out on his back and spread eagle, in case anyone walking by wants to scratch his tummy.  





This isn't a pet, per se.. he just rolled up in the driveway one day.  I'm so glad we didn't run over him! My guess is he's a three toed box turtle but I'm not entirely sure.  He was about 7" across.