Neville. Avacado. Reptar.
He is my spastic little boy whom I love dearly. At first I was afraid to touch him because he was so timid, but he warmed up to people rather quickly and now wants only to be with someone at all times of the day. I wake up to him watching me, and go to bed with him watching me. He loves to make holes in tissue boxes so he can sit in it and see out from all sides. He also enjoys shredding toiler paper tubes and taking the tiny paper parts up into his hammock using his mouth to make a bed. He loves to be scratched behind his ears, and will sit on my lap as long as I do so. His favorite thing to do while in his cage is to full blown sprint on his wheel. He loves his wheel with all of his heart. And because he does so much running, he is quite the beefy little boy.
Cael. Soup. Reptar.
I was able to handle him right off the bat, and he has been a love since. He kisses more than Neville, but does not like when I try and kiss him. He just slaps me in the face very rudely until I remove my face from his. He is a very independent little boy who does not like to be told what to do. When he gets caught doing something he knows he shouldn’t, he just looks at me like “I don’t know why you look so upset? Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine. I’m not doing anything suspicious. I promise, Mom. Just don’t look at me for a while.” He’s still smaller than Neville, but still growing, so I hope he gets to be big so I can squish his largeness.
Zumiez. Pumba. Reptar.
My Zumiez. She is my first puppy, and I love her dearly. She just turned 2 on December 28th, and is still as hyper as she was the first day I got her. It makes me sad that she does not live with me, and even sadder when she won’t kiss me goodbye because she knows I am leaving the house. She’s a smart cookie. I also suspect that she has some kind of puppy separation anxiety disorder due to the pet store she came from. She seems to think that everyone is leaving her for good when ever someone leaves, even for just a couple minutes. I wouldn’t change her for the world. She’s my crazy little girl, and I love her to bits.
The Hermit Crabs
From biggest to smallest: Wumbo, Hoyt, and Togepi. They are funny little creatures with different little personalities. I find them to be fascinating and beautiful.
Ishmael.
He is my Betta fish who I have had for quite some time now. He is a hardy little thing. I think his colors are stunningly wonderful, and though some of his fins are tattered, he is healthy. Also, sorry about the floating plants.
