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I named my little Yorkie Rosie.  I gave her the name of someone who was in a nursing home at the time who I dearly loved and is no longer with us. Everyday I have the pleasure of seeing my precious little Yorkie and remembering the special person I once knew. When  I told my friend that I had named it after her she was so thrilled and said she felt honored. When I brought my little Yorkie to see her she wanted her on her lap the whole time to pet her while we were there. If we didn' t bring her one of the first things she would always ask was; "How Is my little Rosie". It  made me feel good that I could in some way help brighten her last days....

We can't have cats or dogs so our home has always had a guinea pig, a great social animal.  We named our latest Ami (pronounced aw - me) as it means friend in several languages.  She is so sweet and really completes us as she climbs on our shoulders and rests so softly.  She gives such companionship and pays special attention to a dear elderly aunt of ours who is in her late 80s.  This aunt does not have any pets but says Ami is a special little girl who is able to help her forget loneliness when she is around.

I have a spoiled Siberian Husky, Cody.  Nothing special behind it, I just liked the name.  His brother's name was Neeko.  My husband chose that name as it was a character Steven Seagal played.  Neeko was a gift from his sister and his sister's favorite actor was Steven Seagal. 

I had a nice` Lhasa '  . We named her Banco ,  She lived  for 12 years . We named her so , when she came my home that year our President visited Vancuaber . From that ,Banco . After that I had two other doggy my son and daughter named them Tom and Jerry . As you  all know the famous cartoon  characters .  I have a sad memory with these two  and after that I  decided not to keep any pet . Now I only keep a aquirium .

 We have quite the zoo at our house... two cats, two dogs, and at least six lovebirds in an avery at any given time [we give them away to loving owners!]. We started out with two lovebirds, one of them unnamed, and the other one we subsequently ended up calling Casanova because... well, you can guess, really. They are such prolific breeders that we end up calling their babies really random things, like Captain Crunch and PIstachio von Schnitzel. =P

I raised an orphan racoon when I was a kid.  I named him "Bandit" after the cute little mask he had on his face.

To me pets are considered "comfort food".  Currently we have 3 dogs; one chocolate lab (Sailor), one black lab (Shadow) and one lab/collie mutt (Daisy a/k/a crazy Daisy).  Shadow and Daisy are our "granddogs".  In May our daughter and son-in-law moved from 3 acres in the country to a house in the "burbs".  None of us could bare the thought of having to give them up, much less seperating them.  My husband and I live in the country with 4 acres where the dogs can run so they moved in.  Sailor was rescued from the animal shelter and Shadow from a family that could no longer care for him.  Of course they both have the normal lab temperment.  Daisy was adopted as a pup and lives up to her nickname crazy Daisy.  She is a little spastic at times but always the first to come when called.   None of the dogs are "house" pets, they own the outdoors.  However, Sailor is petrified of storms.  The first sound of thunder he is at the door ready to come in.  A comfy cage in the laundry room is all he needs to calm down.  Over the years we have had to put two dogs "down" because of illness.  If any of you have experienced this you know what a lost feeling it is.  We have the most compassionate vet there ever was.  Each time he and his technician cried right along with us! 

We have had several cats over the years, but living in the country can tend to shorten their life span.  Right now we have a cat (part siamese) named "Sy".  We have NEVER had to "buy" or adopt a cat.  For some reason they just appear.  Imagine that!   Sy is allowed in the house and very spoiled. 

I don't have a pet currently, but this question made me think about a cat I had when I was still in highschool.  This was the coolest cat!  It was all black except for white puffs of hair in his ears and I think he might have been a little crazy.  He loved to "hide" on you and then jump and attack when you least expected it.  Of course 90% of the time he wasn't hidden all that well.  His favorite spot was under the clothes rack when we had clothes hanging from it.  His head would be poking out one side and his tail the other but he sure thought he was sneaky.  Then, anytime you walked by, he jumped out and ferociously attacked you and then ran back under the clothes rack to hide.  It was hilarious!  And since he was declawed and didn't actually bite, it never hurt anyone.  So his name became Boo.

The best though was when I'd be in my room with friends and he would be hiding under the bed.  If we were on the floor doing anything; painting nails, homework, whatever; Boo would jump out from under the bed and scare the wits out of whatever friend it was.  They hated it but I couldn't stop laughing!

He had a million other wacky traits that I won't bore you with, but there's never been a cat quite like my Boo.