I’ve had 2 dogs and 4 cats. All the cats were strays/ rescues. One dog was a mixed breed and one was a pure breed.
My first dog we got from newspaper ad for puppies. It was an accidental litter born after a border collie jumped a 6.5ft wall into someone’s backyard and mated with their golden retriever who they had been planning to breed. She was a great dog. Smart–knew over 120 words. Loyal. Great hiker and backpacker. Supremely patient with small children. Herded cows, sheep and small children at school bus bus stops. A shepherd up in the San Juans Mountains offered to buy her from us after she herded all his sheep into a nice tight pack on the trail we were hiking. She also once brought us a cow and calf she found while we hiking along a stream in the Pecos Wilderness. (I should mention we didn’t especially appreciate her present since the cow was very angry and had horns…) Wonderful, wonderful pet. I still miss her.
Second dog can from a breeder, a Gordon Setter who wasn’t quite show quality. She was …not like my first dog. Good pet but prone to running off into the woods and getting lost when we went hiking. Also not especially bright. But what a good looking dog.
First cat was found as a stray roaming an industrial neighborhood by a friend of ours. Friend took him in, but decided with 4 dogs already he didn’t need another pet and gave him to my husband who in turn gave him to our 5 year old as a birthday present. Again, great pet. He was at least part, if not fully, Ragdoll. Even my husband who didn’t like cats, loved this one. Extremely empathetic, friendly and loyal. He lived to be 22 years old.
Second cat was acquired by D1 when she was in college. A co-worker at the restaurants she worked at took in a pregnant stray. The stray gave birth but then disappeared before the kitten were weaned. The co-worker was desperate to give away the kittens. D1 took one who she bottle-fed since before the kitten’s eyes were fully open. When D left to do her medical residency all the way across country, she left the cat with me. I still have her. She’s a domestic shorthair of some sort. All black (with some white hair & whiskers now since she’s 18). A real curmudgeon of cat who will live forever. Very robust in health for being as old as she is.
Third cat was adopted from the Humane Association. He was about 6-8 months and D2 picked him out. He threw himself at her when she was walking thru the cat room. He’s at least half Maine Coon Cat, with snowshoe paws, tufted ears and a very dense double coat. He follows me around like a dog. Extremely loyal and very loving. He’s a total lap cat. He’s 17.5 and has early stage kidney failure.
My daughter whom I live with has had 2 dogs and 1 cat.
D1 bought a pure bred German Shepherd puppy from a small breeder who bred a workings line of shepherds for the police and military. Her puppy lacked “task disciple” and didn’t make the cut for a police dog. She was a very intense dog who required a strong hand to manage. She developed health issues due to multiple allergies (common in shepherds) and later had multiple cancers. (unfortunately also common in shepherds).
Her second dog was another German Shepherd she bought from a small breeder of show dogs. He was a cull because he inherited a recessive gene long coat that made him ineligible to show in the US. He didn’t have the intensity and drive to please that her previous Shepherd had, but he made a fine family pet. Lazy dog by shepherd standards. They just had to euthanize yesterday due to serious health problems. He developed inflammatory bowel disease in late January, failed every treatment regime, lost 25% of his body weight in 6 weeks, and started hemorrhaging internally. He had turned 4 on Valentines Day.
D won’t get another Shepherd, although she likes the breed a lot. Too many health issues.
Her cat was a rescue that she got in Sydney (Australia) from a street cat rescue group. Domestic shorthair. Small cat who is extremely cautious of people. Pretty aloof and a great hunter. At their previous house in Pasadena, this cat would kill rats in the neighborhood that were as big as she is. No exaggeration. She is blackest cat I have ever seen–even her claws are black.