great thread.
I've got 3 dogs, 1 cat, and 1 rabbit...
Hobie is a black shepherd mix that we adopted from the shelter 9 yrs ago. He was a starved 10 week old puppy with serious food aggression. My first dog as an adult, and boy was he a project. I learned so much about dog training through him. Go figure, last week he bit someone that walked into my house... animal services, homeowners insurance etc all involved, so it required a phone call to the H and someone said, God works in weird ways sometimes. They said, I'm sure God did that to force a conversation... lol.
Callie is my 11 yr old golden retriever that should've been dead last year. She was diagnosed with lymphoma January 09 and with chemo we would get 10 mos at best. July 09 she fell out of remission, her liver was being damaged, so we pulled her off all medications and expected her dead within the month... She's now barking at the window for breakfast right now...
Teva is my crazy 7 year old German Shepherd that we adopted 3 years ago when my chow/golden died. While Teva could never fill the shoes of my chow/golden, she does try. I love her because she helped me through a lot of my race training... she'd easily do a 7 mile run with me any day...
Greta is my 7 year old rabbit. We found her at my H's mom's house in Gilbert, AZ. We named her Gilbert until we realized she was a Greta. She was smaller then the palm of my hand hopping around in the field when we picked her up. Then suddenly said, O crap, now that we touched her, we can't put her back because the family won't take her with our scent. So, we bought a cage and she made the 14 hr drive back to California with us. Friendliest rabbit you'll ever find... one that comes when called!
Oscar is my 13 yr old orange tabby. Got him when my H and I were just dating and I was determined to find a gray cat. I was young and didn't know about animal shelters back then and had no idea where people got cats from. Finally found a pet store with 1 cat left and my H looked in and turned to me and said "O, it's orange". I was dissapointed until he pulled him out of the cage and I said "SOLD!"
The animals keep me sane through all of this. They give me a reason to get up in the am. The dogs are great at reading my emotions and licking away my tears... I can't even imagine how my H doesn't even miss any of them...