Post a picture of your pet!

[giantsfan97]

This is Lucy!

[Nik]

Meet Milo!

[chrismachine]

This is Betty, one of my two greyhounds



and this is the baby squirrel that lives on our roof.

[mulpis]

This is my little Fiona greeting her new baby sister!

It's not the best picture of my kitty. Most of my photos are in storage.
Still cute though, huh?

[Chrono Crow]

To say my room is messy is an understatement. But I wubs muh puppies.

Big one in the front: Mya

Little one burrowing: Bonita

Big, sleeping hairball: Truman

Brown and white terrier: Kelly

Dingo (cleaning Kelly): Sassy


Note: I didn't name any of them. They were all rescues that were named prior to coming to our house.

[ntw3001]

I don't have pets. I really think a duck would be awesome though. You could take it for walks and every step it would go 'Wack... wack... wack'. The only issue would be sopping it from flying around everywhere without having to clip its wings or anything.

Hypnosis?

And to cap things of, I'll say Chris' squirrel is the fuzzy-wuzziest 'pet' on the thread so far. For some reason cats don't tend to look good in photos.

[Chrono Crow]

I don't have pets. I really think a duck would be awesome though. You could take it for walks and every step it would go 'Wack... wack... wack'. The only issue would be sopping it from flying around everywhere without having to clip its wings or anything.

Hypnosis?

And to cap things of, I'll say Chris' squirrel is the fuzzy-wuzziest 'pet' on the thread so far. For some reason cats don't tend to look good in photos.

Monica would beg to differ.

[ntw3001]

Well, obviously fluffy kittens are legendarily photogenic, but I'm gonna say non-fluffy adult cats only look good in full motion.

[Chrono Crow]

Her cat is fully grown.

[Do The Unstuck!]

Bebeface.



Oh yeah bebe.

[Cry-Your-Pardon]

I don't have pets. I really think a duck would be awesome though. You could take it for walks and every step it would go 'Wack... wack... wack'. The only issue would be sopping it from flying around everywhere without having to clip its wings or anything.

My niece once had a duck. She got him for Easter and he grew and grew! Followed her around like a puppy dog, and alerted the household to possible intruders by quacking like crazy. He never flew away and his wings weren't clipped. He'd fly up to a perch on a high backed chair and did his business in the bag that was attached to it. No clue how they trained him to do that, or if it was some natural instinct, but he didn't make a mess anywhere else. One summer they were vacationing in upstate NY and he disappeared. The last they saw him he was waddling at the edge of a stand of trees. They looked for him for days and think some animal got him. Poor guy.. he made a good pet.

[deauthorized]

My uncle had a duck when he was little and he tried to cook it on a grill.

[Saltine]

Here's my cat:

You can't say she's not cute, ntw.
Well, you can say it, but you'd be lying.
Or you'd have NO SOUL.
Those are your only options.

[Veepa]

Here's my cat:

Your cat looks like she performs rap music.

[Cry-Your-Pardon]

Here's my cat:

Your cat looks like she performs rap music.

Your cat looks like she's waiting for her dinner to be brought to her, along with her favorite toy, favorite katnip plant, and favorite human to scratch behind the ear. Cats are royalty, you know.

[Do The Unstuck!]

Here's my cat:

You can't say she's not cute, ntw.
Well, you can say it, but you'd be lying.
Or you'd have NO SOUL.
Those are your only options.

She's cute, but with her head at that angle it sorta looks like it was cut and paste.

[Saltine]

You're right. It was cut and pasted. Here's the original undoctored image:

[giantsfan97]

You're right. It was cut and pasted. Here's the original undoctored image:
[img]catwoman[/img]

Raise your hand if you would do her doggy style!
*looks around*

[ntw3001]

Well now I'm losing. I could keep backtracking, or just give up now.

I can't decide which. I guess I could post a whole lot of non-cute cat pictures.

I stand my ground on Monica's second photo and Saltine's... bizarre hybrid creature. Cats never look good sprawled on the floor. I guess dogs don't either though. Any animal looks bad with their head stuck on a human body.

[Chrono Crow]

Adorable! The cat's cute, too.

[James]

Rosie:






Tom:






Olly:






Click them you bastards.

[Cry-Your-Pardon]

cute cat pic links
Click on them you bastards.

I clicked, and oohed and ahhed accordingly.

Except for the last photo which was... what? A picture of a cat tummy???

[James]

It's Olly standing directly in front of my monitor. You can just see it over the top there. He really is an idiot. He also likes to "help" you read. And he drops fur everywhere. But we love him because he's harmless.

[Dusk]

>ducks<

My family had a pair of ducks when I was young/er.
We actually did clip their wings so they wouldn't get away.
They ate all the snails in the garden and were fairly content until one of them decided to go for a swim in my sister's "Barbie" blow-up wading pool.
The sides were too high and the duck actually exhausted itself trying to fly out of it.

We came home to a drowned duck in a fluorescent pink "Barbie" pool.
That image cannot be erased from my mind.

[Cry-Your-Pardon]

>ducks<

We came home to a drowned duck in a fluorescent pink "Barbie" pool.
That image cannot be erased from my mind.

This story took MANY years to mature; it's a little long, but here goes:

When I was a child, my parents gave us 3 baby chicks for Easter. We were three sisters, you see. Everyone told my parents that chicks were fragile and most likely would perish at some point, but we wanted them so much and begged, and they finally gave in.

We took very good care of them. And they started to grow. And grow. And they became very loud and fiesty and scary to everyone but us children. Finally, in an effort to get them out of the house, my parents promised us a kitten and said that my grandmother was lonely and would love the adolescent chickens.

So we gave them to her. She had them for a few months and they grew into full fledged hens. But then, one by one, they began to disappear. One, my grandmother said, flew out of her third story window, never to be seen again.. the other drowened in the toilet.. you get the idea.

What I didn't know and only found out MANY years later, after I was an adult and my grandma had passed away, was that she was raised on a chicken farm in Italy. She regularly killed and plucked her father's chickens for the dinner table. When my mother told me this, she was incredulous that I hadn't figured it out. I was the eldest, and about 13 at the time. But I had NO IDEA.. and all those years later, finding out about it.. well The mental image of my grandmother ringing their little necks can never be erased from my mind.