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Post by Leda EmBorr on May 13, 2006 10:55:34 GMT -5
Here is my baby ... Hali
 Aww!! I didn't know you had a dog! ;D Just the lizard thing that eats crickets named after Mace. The crickets are named after Mace?  ;D
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Post by Xana on May 14, 2006 21:26:57 GMT -5
lol! No, they're food FOR Macie. But I forgot what Macie is..........
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Post by Nova Darklighter on May 14, 2006 23:16:59 GMT -5
What kind of lizard thing? Sometimes at the store people bring in their pets, snakes, taratulas (EEEK!) and various dogs, one of the magicians has a dog he rescued from a shelter and now she helps him with card tricks. We don't need any pet rats, we have the ones from the city to pay us visits, they come up from the subways, they amuse me, but everybody else freaks out at them or the mice, of course with all the fakes, you will only see them if they move. Of course, my favourite pet in the store is Gary the Gargoyle, he's quite large, has about an 18-20 ft wingspan when he's awake. 
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on May 15, 2006 22:04:18 GMT -5
oooooo. Nice
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Post by Mon-Jas Charan on May 15, 2006 22:06:03 GMT -5
Macey is a Leopard Gecko
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Post by Leda EmBorr on May 15, 2006 22:14:47 GMT -5
Oooo, cool. Those are nice looking.
In my old house, we used to get little gray moles burrowing up through the cracks in the slab foundation. This is the cutest rodent in my opinion... is is a rodent, right? They look just like the storybook moles, like they should be wearing little blind glasses over their eyes, with their long pink noses and whiskers, and little suits with buttons.... Not really a pet, but they were just so cute!
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on May 16, 2006 0:36:31 GMT -5
I remember getting one of the moles in the house basement as a child.. unfortunatly my younger brother took a stick and beat at it.,.. he broke its legs and my mom felt bad so we caught it and let it go outside. At the time I thought it would be ok.. Im pretty sure it died soon after that.
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Post by Cara Drume on May 16, 2006 9:08:15 GMT -5
Little brothers can be incredibly mean sometimes. Once my little brother tied up one of our cats' legs with a lamp cord; my Dad got torn up trying to get the poor thing loose and I was about ready to throttle my brother.  It's funny sometimes how we can think of wild animals that 'accompany' us as pets or at least good company. Once we had a pair of house sparrows in the backyard in a birdhouse that we called Han and Leia; the female was small and petite but wouldn't take any garbage from the male, and the male was a bit a of a scoundrel...for a bird.  They had three clutches of eggs that year and all but one of the hatchlings survived to adulthood.
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Post by Solinbeb Newau on May 16, 2006 9:11:23 GMT -5
Little brothers can be incredibly mean sometimes. Once my little brother tied up one of our cats' legs with a lamp cord; my Dad got torn up trying to nget the poor thing loose and I was about ready to throttle my brother. Another time he put another one of our cats in a pillowcase and dropped it in the middle of the street. I went back later and brought the cat back inside and set her free. Thanks heavens he wouldn't think of doing anything like that now. He was a crazy kid. Doesn't sound crazy to me. That just sounds plain mean.
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Post by Cara Drume on May 16, 2006 9:16:13 GMT -5
I know. I won't make excuses for what he's done in the past, but I will say he's learned from his mistakes. That episode with the cat was at least ten years ago.
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Post by Nova Darklighter on May 17, 2006 23:27:53 GMT -5
Yep, moles are rodents. Very cute ones, sometimes I would dig them out of the truck garden because the gardner would put out mole poisons for them or flood the burrows, I used to take them when I'd see the earth moving, get a big shovelful under them and move them elsewhere, we had many in the back yard that was where I usually put them, it was far enough from the garden field that they couldn't get back.
My kid brother thought he'd like to see the baby blue jays in the nest once, he still has a scar on his forhead from Mama Jay, she chased him out of the tree and right into the house, I just laughed and laughed, but he never went near the nest again, he just wanted to see, he would never hurt anything, wasn't that kind of kid.
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Post by Leda EmBorr on May 17, 2006 23:39:43 GMT -5
Yeah, some kids are like that too. My youngest is 12 and he's always be the critter saver. Kids used to tease him summer camp for trying to stop the others from torturing bugs.
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Post by himiko sabbrawrra on May 19, 2006 0:46:07 GMT -5
well before my parents built a music room under the deck there was a mother blue Jay that made a nest and had her babies there. Well as the birds grew they heard ourt voices all the time.. They had the nest right by the room where we (kids) played video games and watched Tv. When the birds grew up and left.. or so we thought.... Until one day one of the babies came back. I didnt know this until I came back home for a visit from the Navy. We were eating dinner when we heard a chirpping sound and my dad said "Here comes Bob.." It was one of the bluejays.. and he was trying to get into the house. He kept flying into the window and using his beak in the sealint. Beak would get stuck and hed hang there for a moment.. break free and do it all over again!!! The cat at this point would be right at the window watching intently too...lol  I thought it was cute. My dad even said that thebird would follow the sounds of my dads voice from one end of the house to the other when the kids were all at school!!  So I thought that was very intresting how that bird who never had human contact by touching, had grew up with listening to our voices. Now after that nest was flown my dad took it down. He really didnt need birds trying to get into the house.
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Post by Ldi-Ovef Te_Azi on May 19, 2006 14:51:28 GMT -5
i never understood how little boys could be that mean, i never did all that stuff, i was very gentle with animals. of course i took a lot after my mother so that makes sense.
my dog auggie that recently passed away, when we first got him he first bonded to my mother because she was the only woman in the house. after that he bonded to me because i was the next closest thing. after he started snoring and keeping my dad awake, we moved him into my room. i actually enjoyed my dog's snoring, it was kinda soothing, a soft little snore.
when we first got him from the pound though he was in there for two years because the breeder that used to own and abuse all his dogs wanted the dogs back, and the case took 2 years, but we finally got him. he was scared of my father for the longest time.
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Post by Cara Drume on Jun 1, 2006 9:47:47 GMT -5
Sounds like my dog Annie. She was only three months old when we got her but I'm convinced she was abused because of the way she tucked her tail and hid whenever anyone made simple motions with their hands. She wanted no part of any males either.
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