Pets: Quirky members of the family

All of ours have been rescue babies. Our home is happier because of them. We've taken dogs that people no longer wanted, they were older and the people couldn't stand the thought of having them put down or waking up to find them gone. One we had lived for several years before he passed. Our two now, Buttons and Ginger (cats) have wonderful personalities. They become jealous of each other if one of us is petting or paying attention to the other and not them. It's funny to see how much like us they can be. Have a blessed day

I love cats. My wife doesn't. She will not let one in the house. So I only kept my cats, strays when they came around, to live on the porch in a special kitty cat house I bought for them. Mon Kinny Kat wanted inside so on one cold winter day I let her come in for a few hours. It was my next door neighbor's favorite pet but he went to a hospital and never came back home. He went from the hospital to a nursing home. I kept that cat and treated it the best I could under the circumstances and it lived a very long life as an outdoor cat. With a Kitty cat house, of course.

I had one cat, years ago that would play catch with me. I would wake up every morning with an excruciating headache. So I would get up get me a couple of BC powders and a coke and go sit in my recliner to take them. Smoky would sit in front of me and watch me every morning until the headache eased up and I would go feed him. For those of you who have never taken a BC powder let me explain that they come packaged in little folded up pieces of waxed paper. In order to take them you unfold the paper carefully and pour the powder into your mouth, then quickly wash it down with something to drink. When I finished taking the powder I would ball up the paper and it made a faint rattling noise. I began to notice that Smoky would perk up when he heard it. One day I thought lets see what he will do with the ball of paper. So when I had taken the powder I balled it up and threw it toward smoky. He batted that piece of paper all over the living room and then he picked it up and brought it back to me. I figured he was trying to tell me not to throw my trash on the floor but he sat down and commenced to look at me as if to say 'throw it again' so I did. And there he went again batting it all over the living room. This became our custom every morning from then on. Smoky would play this game with me for about thirty minutes each morning until the paper became limp from the moisture in his mouth, then I would get up and feed him and start my day.

Pets are really funny. One of mine got stuck behind the fridge and my son had to grab the cat as I pulled fridge out.

I've had so many pets (rescues), I don't know where to begin but my 150-pound Akita named Kaibutsu saved my life twice. Once when 2 men came onto my property carrying rifles and another time when I fell in my pasture and sprained my ankle and he let me ride him like a horse all the way to the house @1creekgirl .

Anything like 24 years is a huge age for a cat! I had a grey pony who would stand behind a tree and think that I couldn't see her.

I've had an iguana named Acid and a python named Damien. Had to give these up to a local animal shelter. My mom and brother have shitzus that are spoiled little brats. Still love them though!

The two kitties in the photo are both cute. I never had a pet. My brother had a hamster, it was funny, but nothing compared to a cat or a dog.

lot's of tails! I have had a dog who uses his paws like hands to grip things (rather like a cat does), I have had a cat who liked to sit like a people.

Wow 24 years for a cat is a very long life. MY daughter has a cat that is already 18 and we thought that was old. I've been through the gamut of pets while my children were growing up and we had a gray cat named Horace. He was so horrible and destructive that he became horrible horace forever

We had a dog named Hiccups. She showed up at our door one day when mom was cooking bacon. Mom gave her a piece and she gulped it down and started hiccupping. She was a Beagle/Dashhound mix. We also had a duck named Lucky. She fell out of the back of a truck and headed right for us. She was just a hatchling. We had her for years and she laid us big duck eggs. At one place we lived, she used to chase a little red rooster. She was hilarious.

Your kittens are beautiful with two different colors. We have a dog it is loyal and served years for the family.

You had some interesting pets. I'm sure I have some stories, but right now I can't think of any.

we also have cats. 3 actually. all male. all short-tailed. one is so masculine, one is so fluffy and one has only one eye.

Our present adopted furry cat boy Sid came to us in 2009 he was really hard to get to love because he had spent his first three years being abused and then thrown out into the street. The animal rescue picked him up and then we adopted him. Even though he loves us and lives the life of a Prince he is still skittish around loud noises and yelling of any kind.

i once had a siameese mixed cat that used to sound like a little child crying. one day it was being given a bath and wouldnt shut up, heard a knock on the door, sheriffs were there on a call of a possible child abuse, the cat ran by dripping wet , pissed off and crying like a child. we all had a laugh, they were amazed that she, (cat) sounded so "human" like

About your title: sometimes the pets are not the quirkiest ones in the family.

I don't have my pets..but I love animals. So I do have a cat story and 2 Labrador stories. But I loved the cat ones. Here it goes: It was the time when I was in Goa, one of the beautiful place in India where many wanted to visit but I was sad because of the visit. I wasn't happy with the whole trip, flaunting to others about it was obviously not the choice anyways. It was my second day of three days of unhappiness and I tried to spend my time alone on the balcony. I found someone really cute and sudden urge of desperation to be with him came in me. Well, actually I don't even know the gender yet, but definitely know the specie- it was a cat! ^_^ I knew I wanted him, I didn't know that he wanted me as well. He came to me, so straight and demanded petting over his head and I happily gave it to him. After few of the pettings, I felt the urge to cry. Not because I was sad, it was just a huge amount of happiness was received to me in that unhappy period. As a practice, I wanted to cry alone. I tried going inside of the room and but the cat kept blocking my way till I stopped to pet him again. :') He sat over my lap, and I still don't know whether he enjoyed the petting or he was sleepy when he was slowly blinking his eyes. But you know what, I was not the only one giving the petting, he petted me using his face as well. He would round his face over my body, showing affection towards me. I've known from somewhere that cats knows that you're sad, is it true? Was it the reason he came to me? -Ritika Mannadiar!

I have a parrot, a majestic male Alexendrine. He's adorable. He eats all our human food, dances to his favourite tunes, screams in protest when he's been home alone all day and loves to chat and over hear. Even parrots can be a fun part of your family.