My Dog Sully, a 7-year-old Brittany with enough energy to power a small city. I took care of him until I moved out of my parents house when I was 20, and that dog constantly kept me on my toes. I love him to death, he's still the thing I look forward to most when I go home to see my parents in Traverse City. A couple years ago he got expelled from Doggy Day Care for humping everyone, even though the guy's had his manhood snipped off since he was a pup. That's my boy.
Owen from NOLA. Very friendly, very polite, but nots to be fucked with. I got in him '05, from a group of Hurricane Katrina rescues. When I moved to California, he rode in the plane cabin, and almost ripped his way out of the pet caddy. He communicates mostly through headbutts, and still runs around and cries when it rains.
We have a Zoo. This is Tier, our German Sheppard. He's 10, and used to be Scootah's dog until I arrived in Australia and stole him. He's my favourite, so he gets more screen space. In the summer, we shave him (he has a serious flea allergy), and in the winter he prefers to dress warmly in feather boas. He's very secure in his sexuality, TYVM!
Here is Zoey. We got her last year from the Humane Society. We're not sure what she all is, but they classified her as a Shepard mix. This is Baxter the menace. When's he's not kicking the shit out of Zoey, he's messing with me. Here's a picture after he cut his eye and nose, and had to wear this collar for a couple weeks. And here's what they do after they are done fighting.
This is Bosco, my roommates Boston Terrier. He is the most badass pup in the world. Bosco is the laziest, most spoiled dog I have ever seen. His sense of entitlement is pretty ridiculous. He does look pretty badass in his argyle sweater though.
Brave kitty! Adopted from the Humane Society, his name was Blackie but since I wasn't exactly comfortable hollering that down the street, I started calling him Fuzzy Butt. That's much better to yell in public, right? Here is the bed's rightful owner: Her name is Pepper and she was another HS rescue. About 5 minutes prior to this picture, she had been trying to get me to play fetch with her bone. I rebuffed her and she decided to go to bed. Poor baby.
Meet the Piper dog. She got a new bed for Christmas, and enjoys staring out the window while cuddling in her bed.
Here's my cat, Benito. And here's my little girl. She sleeps like this: Yeah, she's a bit of a whore, laying around like that. Another view: Since we got her, she's put on 20 lbs. She's getting to be a big girl. And a big bed hog.