Dude! I'm outnumbered.

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I just wrote a little thing about writing Dief for ds_workshop and it bought back so many memories of when my darling Riff Raff was a wee bundle of Dingoness. I actually tried to give him away after one harrowing night in which he ate a hole in my matress after Bear lifted him onto the bed, made a large sloppy mess right on the toilet floor (which I stepped

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[captainlogic]

Fer cryin out loud!!!! nExt time you take a hiatus/are away from net from any length of time Im going to worry you've been eaten. I just have my cat and hes enough of a handful but hes also a freak so.......just take small steps and never ever run out of food.

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Well, see, I collect the ones nobody loves.

I rescued Bear from a life of abuse and had a hell of a time rehabilitating him.

Mercy is named because I was minding her for a couple of weeks for someone who just had to break it to her roomie that she'd bought a kitten. After seeing their lifestyle, I decided to keep her.

Simon was picked up as a wee, soggy kitten from the side of a country road.

Molly was going to be put down because her owner's dog wanted to eat her.

Rusty came with the husband.

Pammy was given to me as a broodmare to make baby racehorses.

Polly is Pammy's foal and is going to be sold when she's a little older and therefore more valuable.

The rest just kind of...accumulated.

Trust me, I'll run out of food before they do. :)

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I had similar thing. Had Ginger (my sister - then 4 thought it a very original name for an orange tabby and he had to have a middle name of White which made the vets interesting) who we adopted cos he was under our car covered in oil as his owners threw him out cos he wasnt a cute kitten anymore. Satan (aka Satan Boris - again my sisters fault who was then 18 but she wanted to call him boris and I vetoed plus we lived opp a church and it was just TOO perfect AND he hated me) followed Ginger in one day and we kept him. We later found hed been dumped in a plastic bag and had been abused and he later died of cancer. And Memmet is the only cat we've bought (admittedly from RSPCA) after Ginger died and hes Memmet Houdini(he jumped out of a 2nd storey window but then wouldnt come down off the shed) Rygel. he also graces my icon of choice today. I think the vet may mock us.......ALOT
Strays and mongrels are so much more fun than purebreeds or fancy schmancy pets.

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Absolutely! Adopt the ones who need love and you get it back 100 times over.

And you think the vets mock you? Some of my cats have names coming out of their ears.

Desmondo Fabulosa. Desmo the Great. Whatever we feel like on any given day. His last name is Jones to go with Molly.

Simon Foxy Molko Sunshine Booger. One cat. Yep.

Miss Molly Moo Cow Jones.

Pammy gets Pammylicious and Polly gets Miss Polly who had a dolly but it's head popped off. Puffy gets Puffadilliac.

You totally have to say the whole lot when you talk to them....

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Good God. Speaking as someone who was never allowed a pet as a child, how do you cope? I'm really jealous, since I always wanted that many things to pet and play with, but I think when it came to actually caring for them I'd probably be rubbish. Go you.

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It's pretty easy to cope when they're behaving. YOu just have to keep the food bowls and litter trays up to date, and cuddle whoever asks for it.

The dogs are all obedience trained, except Rusty, who sleeps all day anyway...

Simon and Draco are being a bit grumpy at each other lately, though, so I keep them apart as much as I can.

Then there's the days when I sit down and can't get back up because the dogs are piled at my feet and the cats are piled on my lap. I get a little claustrophobic then. :)

But really, I wouldn't have it any other way.

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Cool, I didn't know you had all these animals. You have chickens, too...whoo. How's that? Do you have any laying hens? It is legal to keep chickens in yards in my city, if you can believe it, but I live in an apartment. If I ever do have a house, I would consider it, but actually...birds scare me, for some reason. We've had pet birds, everything from cockatiels to giant parrots, and I've never got along with them.

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The chooks are great. They're totally free range, so I only feed them scraps. They eat bugs and stuff in the orchard and lay wherever they like. Sometimes I have eggs, sometimes a hen claims them and sits until babies appear.

There's one I call Cinnamon, who follows me around like a puppy when I'm in the garden and I throw her snails. The rest only come when I call them for dinner.

I love chooks, but don't get along with birds in general. We had geese for a while, until they started attacking passing cars. And my grandmother gave me a Galah once. I kept her out of duty, but have no desire to replace her after she died of old age.

You're right, birds are kinda creepy.