Sophia gives us this Friday Five, saying: "My son's tiny beloved lizard, Elf, is looking and acting strange this week. His skin/scales are quite dark, and he is lethargic. We are adding vitamin drops to his lettuce and spinach and hoping and praying that he is just getting ready to shed his skin--but it's too soon to tell. Others in the ring have also been worried about beloved pets this week. And, in the saddest news of all, Songbird has had to bid farewell to her precious Molly, the amazing dog who is well known to readers of her blog as a constant sacrament of God's unconditional love.
So in memory of Molly, and in honor of all the beloved animal companions who bless our lives: tell us about the five most memorable pets you have known."
When I was very small, we had a couple of dogs at different times; Lab mixes, I think. They came in response to kids BEGGING and parents finally saying, OKAY! Unfortunately, we didn't realize how they needed training and companionship, and that those sorts of dogs really weren't a good match for our family's lifestyle. Both of them were (you might guess it) very wild; when Nancy and I would go into the yard the first one, Lolly, would knock us down and sit on us, licking our faces. We were too little to get her off! My brother would sit in his tree house and laugh. Well! we ended up giving them away to people who lived in the country (this is true, I actually saw them there afterward). Lolly and Boo taught me an important lesson about how to be a successful and responsible dog owner. Also, made me rather wary of large dogs for a long time!
We had several cats when I was a child: Beauty, Gandalf, Shadowfax, Silky. In college my roommates and I got a fabulous black long-haired kitten named Nikki, and she was with me for 14 years. She died of kidney failure right before I met Ken...so about 10 years ago. Losing her was terrible.
Brandon had a couple of pets that I ended up taking care of, including an Australian Shepherd mix. I was his obedience trainer, and they actually asked us not to come back. :( Tigo was a runner, a real freedom fighter, and one day he ran and didn't come back. We also got Mama Kitty via Brandon, and she is still with us...a pretty independent lady.
After Ken and I were married, I got Josie the Maltese for my 2003 Christmas present, and my life changed forever. I never knew what it could be to connect with and love a dog this way. She made it clear at first that she was MY dog, which was rather flattering...but now she is her Daddy's girl too. She likes to give kisses. She is bright eyed and perky - very Maltese-ish. On the right below.
and Boudreaux the wonder boy came at Christmas 2005. Josie kept sitting on him at first (she was only 6 lb. but he was less than 1 lb!) He was very sick as a pup with dehydration and wouldn't eat. We almost lost him. I was frantic and ended up doing a lot of special feeding - that stuff in the tube, honey, baby food chicken. He came through it and now he is a BEHEMOTH. In fact, he is on a diet now because he is so overweight! Boudreaux is a hippie-type dog. He is so laid back and sweet, and a real lover...he'll just stare at us for long times. He likes (sorry folks) to smell your breath. That's how to say howdy-do to Boudreaux. He's much more of a "hound dog" personality...down there on the left.