pet-pics

My pets! Young and old

Skitty

Skitty was a street cat who was left behind by her previous owners.

Around 2011, we bribed her into our Las Vegas apartment with

barbecue chicken pizza and she lived with us until she got outside

one day about four years later and disappeared.

She was a sweetheart, and initially very shy which is where she got

her name “Skittish Kitty” (also the Pokemon Skitty). She loved to

scream all through the night and spend the day lazing. I like to think

she was adopted by another well-meaning couple and she lived a

long happy life.

Hairy

He was more of my mom’s cat but Hairy was a fixture of our

household while I was in high school. A big cat, Hairy liked to spend

the day sleeping and was usually pretty quiet. He was surprisingly

tolerant and was frequently bothered by my young niece and

nephews. He was more dog-like than most cats and loved to play

with his snake and be called “good dog”. My dad and everyone in our

family loved Hairy dearly and we were devastated when he

disappeared one day, soon after Skitty.

Tessa

My childhood dog, Tessa loved to run. Every day we’d let her out in

the yard and she would run laps along the fence. As she got older,

she became more of a couch potato but she always wanted to be

where the people were. Even at dinner time, she would take a

mouthful of kibble from her bowl in the kitchen and bring it over to

where we were to eat it. She hated baths and was pretty stinky,

but we loved her anyway.

Kitty

The cat who was there before me. She was my mom’s cat in the 90s,

a big brown tabby with an attitude. She taught me about respecting

animals and personal space. She didn’t want to be pet all the time

but when she was ready she would come lay down with you, and

then you could pet her for a while. She loved to lay on the couch

with us and watch movies.