Cujo, aka "Cuje," "Cujie," "Cujimous," "Cujimoose," "Moose," "Dogzilla," and "Bitch." AKC registered as "Beethoven's Miss Cujo." Yes, MISS Cujo. She is female. Most people aren't able to grasp that. She's a six year old Saint Bernard, given to us by a friend of my mom's. She's about the size of a small pony and has the mental constitution of a six month old puppy. She would wag her tail and show a burglar where we hide the key. My roaming partner/wild critter deterrent.
My two babies. Sadly, they decided to strike out on their own. Both female, Frisky ("Friskars," "Fiskars," "Babeway") was about ten and Target ("Targabarg," "TargetBarget," "BadAssCat"). Target is the blue one on the left, Frisky is the fuzzy one on the right. Target was my evil Guenhwyvar. Teeny tiny kitty with a big ass attitude problem. Frisky was my fuzzy, neurotic baby.
Flippet came home! My big ass cat came back! XDD She went back to the rent house...my mom saw one of our neighbors at the store, who happened to mention something about "that big calico cat." Mom ran back and got her and brought her back. *squeezes Flippet* I missed mah kitt-e!
Bad Thing, a three/four year old female. Also known as "WeeWeiner," although nowadays she resembles something more akin to a polish sausage. She likes to hide in/behind stuff and-if-you-open-that-drawer-you'd-better-put-me-in-it.
A two year old female. Butch ("ButchyBethany") likes horses and dirt. She will go out and lay down right amongst their feet and roll. She has a hard time eating due to Hitler.
One of the few male animals we have. His real name is Rudloff, but we usually call him "Hitler." (also, "RudelyTudely" or "RudyTudyFreshAndFruity") His hobbies include begging for treats and making Butch's life a living hell. She must be Jewish.
Cher and Greg, my budgies. Cher is the one that looks green, she's actually kind of a cyan blue, Greg (also female) is the other one. Yes, I originally had Sunny and Cher, but, pardon the pun, one day we found him Sunny-side up. We bought Greg (Olman) so she wouldn't be too lonely without Bono. Their cage is literally packed with toys...
The latest addition to my family, this is FishMan. He's a betta I rescued (with a little help from my boss, Tamara) from the depths of the workroom, where he was threatening to become another "Thing That Lee Forgot!" (cue sting music) I took him home and fed him and bought him some cute little plants for his tank. He's actually almost white on his face, the way he was facing and the tank distorted his coloring.
Mah Missy-Moo! Yes, this is the "real" Missy ("Missy-Moo," "Missy-Mooers," "Miss-Moo"). She's a twenty-six year old ex-racehorse that we rescued from a neglectful home. She's sweet as long as you don't get between her and her food. She is gone now, however. ;-; I miss her so.
Poco ("Pokey") is a five year old gelding with cataracts in both eyes. He's almost completely blind, and can only find his way around by memory. He used to share his food with Missy, and the two seemed to enjoy each other's company. The blind leading the senile, as my mom always said.
Sunny's a bastard gelding. He rushes through his food so he can bully Poco out of his. He has a droop-lip, and it makes him look even more like what he is: a big, fat, bully bastard.
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Hummer is an even bigger bastard than Sun. Poor, Poco.