I was lucky growing up with pets (even though Mom complained daily about each of them, she let us have them!...)
Dogs: A sweet, nutty German Shepherd mix female named Killa; a zany terrier mix named Lucky; a huge nutty German Shepherd named Towser; a sweet 'gentlemanly' German Shepherd mix named Modoc; a precious ? mix of a dog - mainly black with 4 white paws and a couple white spots named Bootsie. (Bootsie followed me home from Kindergarten -- do not remember now whether this required coaxing or not...)
Cats: Two Siamese when I was tiny -- I don't remember their names, but the neighborhood kids and I would seranade them with "We are Siamese if you please..."; they ran away very shortly thereafter but this may be coincidental. A gray tabby named Sylvester who was a magnificent mouser (started to list details here, but they are grusome...) who actually put up with being baptised one afternoon when a religous fervor hit our playgroup. Another precious gray tabby was named Oliver; he entered our lives when we were older and less trying for a cat's nerves. He had been abandoned near the ranch where my parent's worked. (Olivia was named in this Oliver's honor.) A tuxedo male named Mercury and his black litter mate named Vulcan.
White Rat: His name was Snow White and I would give him rides in the basket of my bicycle. For some reason my teacher was horrified that he was named Snow White as this is a girl's name and insisted that I call him Snow Ball whenever I'd write about him in school essays. (A point I still puzzle over many years later...)
Hamster! Her name was "Queen Victoria" and she wasn't amused by much of anything... Remarkable how much disapproval she could demonstrate with a wrinkle of her nose!
4 Hermit Crabs: The males were Holofernes and Theopholes; the females were Clytemnestra and ? I don't remember now how I told them apart... My parents said they were glad I got these names out of my system before it came time to name grandchildren...
Goldfish and guppies and seahorses and a jarful of little tiny frogs (and one toad): many, but I've forgotten their names... Except for those returned to the wild quickly, they died young, it seems...
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