We had better luck with YoYo. She was a poodle-mix that we got from one of my school friends when I was around 12. She was a good little dog. Better trained than I was, she never ran through the living room. Her worst fault was not really her fault at all. She had wild, thick hair that would get matted if it got too long. But my dad bought an electric clipper and would disappear with YoYo into the garage, and 2 hours later, she would emerge looking like a little sheared lamb.
Our first dog when we got married was Jonah, a black lab. He was my first baby. 1980-1991
My sister found Kelly as a stray, and we ended up keeping her. She had epilepsy. Grand mal seizures every few weeks. 1982-1992
|Boomie, adopted 2002-2011|
|Marley, 2000 (adopted 2005)-|
I've had birds over the years, but not since before we had kids.
I could go on with the frogs and bugs, but man, there have been so many frogs and bugs. Let's just leave it at that.