<p>Awww, you guys are making my longing for acquiring a new furry pet far too strong!</p>
<p>Right now I have a collection of reptiles. One is a Trans-Pecos Rat Snake, a very calm and surprisingly loving cousin to the corn snake. The rest are geckos. Four are Crested Geckos: the trio, a tail-less harem including red Atropos (the male), spotted Clothos and mellow Lachesis; and the tag-on, my beautiful green-and-yellow Cevynne. The other two are Gargoyle Geckos: Greel, the first acquired male, mottled; and Nonny (short for Anonymous), the striped female who is the only one of our collection obtained from outside the local vivarium.</p>
<p>They’re all very interesting animals, especially at night! They’re surprisingly handleable, but nothing beats the fuzzy cuddlers.</p>
<p>My mom has a dog – and he is very clearly her dog! – that we acquired from a breeder about 7 or 8 years ago. His name is Mel for no particular reason, and he is a herding-line border collie. He acts every bit of his breed and none of his age! He is extremely active and will play ball with you all day if you oblige him. His favorite game is to take the new speaker-box toy (you know, the ones that make recorded sounds, like “moo,” when you squeeze them?) and see how quickly he can reduce that box to pieces. He’s done it in less than 30 seconds, so it’s less fun now.
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<p>He’s a very clever dog, too. He’s remarkably agile with a ball and as long as he’s carrying another toy in his mouth, he’ll play soccer with you. He’s got really good aim! He also invented his own game, designed to get everyone who’s trying to watch TV to play with him! He runs to the top of the stairs leading into the living room and drops a ball. Inevitably, this ball rolls right to the feet of the person sitting on the couch. If the person doesn’t grab the ball and throw it, the dog will barrel down the stairs, grab the ball, run up the stairs and do it all over again. Ad nauseum. ;)</p>
<p>The other pet at home is the most cat-like cat we’ve ever owned. We acquired her as a kitten last summer, abandoned and terribly afraid of cars. She’s indoor-only because of this fear and because we live in the mountains (coyotes, bears, etc.). She gets out occasionally. She wanders off about four feet and then plops herself down. She looks back at the door and meows in the most pitiful way until you go “rescue” her.Her favorite activity now is hunting birds through the screen and laying all over my mom’s herb garden. </p>
<p>… ahhh, I miss my pets!</p>