My best friend Suzy's family had Gus, followed by Harry, followed by Max. Then they moved out of state and Max went with them. haha
Next door to them was a family with three girls. They had another "girl," Peggy, who was a Dalmatian.
Down the street from them was a HUGE black dog, Tuffy. We were all scared of him.
Next door to us was Charpo, followed by Leo, both black dogs. Maybe they were part-Labs.
A girl who lived around the corner and down the hill a bit used to come play with us. She was kinda obnoxious, but we tolerated her. Maybe it was because she was never without her German shepherd, Hans, by her side!
I think her mother, who had some "problems" figured she could let Debbie roam the neighborhood because Hans would protect her.
And the piece de resistance: our friends across the street had Jacques as part of the family. He, of course, was a standard French poodle. The father accidentally ran over the poor guy's foot in the driveway one day. But Jacques recuperated from that horrible incident.
And moi? No dogs, but I had a parakeet named Happy when I was 5. She (he) died of some icky skin condition. My father buried Happy in a shoebox in the backyard.
A few years later I had some little green turtles. Don't remember if I named them. Then when I was older I got some tropical fish. I know I didn't name them. The aquarium leaked on my mother's dining room floor. Eeek.
Notice how I didn't have any furry creatures as pets. :-(
But I'm making up for it now, with our felines, Linus and Rigby, who were preceded by our first furry guy, Humphrey. He passed away in June 2007.
I hope you enjoyed accompanying me down memory lane today.
