Who is your favorite pet, either currently or in your past life?

Notice I said, “Who”.

Because pets usually aren’t a what, but a who. For instance, nobody ever says when speaking about their dog or cat or parakeet, “It’s hungry…”. We say he or she is hungry.

Okay, got that out of the way.

Kimber & Bone

My favorite pet is usually our current one, whom today would be Kimber, a part German  Shepherd/part Malinois/all adrenaline mix with personality plus. In this picture, she’s daring me to try to take her bone. I am not such a fool.

But there’s another pet who needs an introduction.

He would be a Chihuahua by the name of Pepe who allowed us to live with him when I was in grade-to-middle school. He had a friend up the street, a big spaniel of some kind named George.

George would walk down the sidewalk of a morning, stop in front of our house where Pepe was usually stretched out on the front step waiting for him. They’d take a leisurely stroll together down the street about 4-5 houses and then turn around and stroll back. Pepe would lay himself back down on the porch and George would continue on to his own porch.

Every morning. Great memory, wouldn’t you say?

Another Pepe story was the time when we couldn’t find him. Until I checked my bottom dresser drawer and found him nestled up in my T-shirts sound asleep.   🙂

Okay…TKZers…your turn. Tell us about your favorite pet. What would life be without them?