The Guild Pet Thread!

[Cyndyr]

Have you ever wanted to bring your pet to "Show and Tell"? I know I certainly have. Being that most of us have access to a nifty camera, it seems like the perfect place to show off your beloved animal companion here.

Want to show off your doggo or catto? Post it here! Want to show off your snake or bird? Show it here! Want to show your mice, rats, hamsters, gerbils? Post it here! Want to show off your pet rock? Post it here! Want to show off your horse, cow, chickens or goat?

P o s t i t h e re.

Try to include a picture on your pet so we can all go "dawww, so cute" along with you! Even better if you include info about them.

Have fun, everyone!

[arockysmith]

Below we have my best friend forever, Blizzard. He's a 3 year old PomPom (Pomeranian). We adopted him when he was just a pup. He likes to pee on his foot, and he hates being out in the rain. However, he loves snow and will pretend he has to go out just so he can play in it. He enjoys licking walls and he's got a love for anything he fit inside his mouth. If you lock him out of a room he has no problem hurling himself at the door or scratching it until someone lets him in. He also doesn't like to eat alone, so we usually eat dinner together.

Blizzard Tasmanian

[Mateotis]

Oh my, this is a great topic. Thanks for it, @Cynder. Surely to be the source of many awws and dawws in the future!

Meet Benji, a two-and-a-half years old male Puli (an original, ancient Hungarian breed) dog.

Benji

He's our second dog and there is quite a story behind him!

Mainly, he was not always a Puli. Or at least, we never thought he was one when we first got him. He was supposed to be a Bichon havanese, a smaller, usually indoors-kept breed of dog originating from Cuba. They come in a variety of colours and forms, including this. See the similarity? We had no doubts that our little Benji was also a Havanese.

Then time passed and he started to grow. And boy, did he not stop growing.

Grown Benji

This picture was taken more than a year ago. By that time, he was already too large to be considered a Bichon havanese. His features did not quite fit the bill either. So we investigated and quickly found that Benji was something entirely different: a Hungarian Puli! Or a Pumi (similar, almost identical, but still different breed). He might even be both. We're still not sure!

All in all, Benji went from being a small, indoors 'toy dog' to a true outside hunter and shepherd dog, keeping our household free from everything from cats to birds and even moles. Back in the day, on the endless Hungarian plains, his kind helped the shepherds keep the sheeps and other livestock in check. Now, we are his 'herd' he protects almost zealously.

And we love him!

♥

[Fubsy]

Doggo named Nina

My beautiful pit bull/vizsla puppy. Had her for almost 8-9 years now. She's my sweet little baby, haha.

[POOHEAD189]

You've opened the Pandora Box of cuteness.
Our doggy

My Hider

My Hider

Our last doggy that passed away 2012

My Hider

My Hider

This one we had until nearly 2009.

My Hider

[The Elvenqueen]

Some of them are old or otherwise crappy quality photos so apologies for that D:

My cat, Diego:


My bearded dragon, Seymour (and me, ew I'm so gross XD):


My corn snake, Enigma(guarding my phone charger lol):



And finally the ferrets, our newest addition.
our albino, Pippin (and me again ew):

our champagne, Merry (out playing with my mom aha):

[Cyndyr]

@The Elvenqueen, okay, I'm deathly afraid of snakes and I have to say that yours is absolutely adorable.

[The Elvenqueen]

@Cynder

@The Elvenqueen, okay, I'm deathly afraid of snakes and I have to say that yours is absolutely adorable.

@Cynder

Ahaha well I'm glad! She is a beauty and a little sweetheart (most of the time xDD) <33

[Cyndyr]

As I've spent a majority of my life as a "nomadic soul" as I like to call it, I've lived with many different family members in many different places with many different pets. Even though I may not live with some of these pets currently, I still consider some of them to be mine. Here is my pet spam:

Ommy

Ommy "Eat All Your Nommy-Nommys" is one of the two black cats that were owned by my mother's boyfriend when I first met him. His brother, Ziggy, passed away almost three years ago and is dearly missed. Ommy is still around and is nearly inseparable from my mother's boyfriend - so much so that Ommy is referred to as a "therapy cat" by family friends. A hungry kitty who loves attention and hiding in the sheets, Ommy is an adorable cinnamon roll. It's fair to say that he got bullied by Bella when she was living with us, but at least the two eventually became friends - whenever she wasn't trying to bite his tail, that is!

Luna

Luna or "Fat Boy" is an enigma of a cat. He was our first rescue cat and we secondhand adopted him from another owner who couldn't afford to keep him. Being as my mother loves black cats, he was an immediate want. Or perhaps he was adopted out of sympathy due to the low adoption rate for black cats - especially for half-blind ones - in the state of New Jersey. Whatever the reasoning is, I am eternally grateful that we got Luna. Although Luna was adopted by my mother, he became my cat and would never leave my room unless needed. Lazy and hungry, Luna could always be found sleeping at the end of my bed (he was a great toe-warmer!). Once I left for Massachusetts, my mother's boyfriend adopted him and they have gotten along swimmingly since.

Bella

Bella is the Umbrella Cockatoo that my mother decided to take home one day without telling anyone. Although I was originally afraid of birds, I consider Bella to be the pet that "changed me" by making me a more gentle and less scared person. Being a rather large bird, Bella was a lot of work and required a lot of attention. It also occurred to me a week after we had gotten her that she suffered from separation anxiety and so I took the task of befriending her. Bella was a very playful and loud bird while living with us - she loved to have conversations and sing while she was with us. She also loved being sung to and a lullaby before bed was almost imperative. Unfortunately, Bella began to suffer from stress and slowly ripped her feathers out one by one as my mother and her boyfriend were both heavy smokers. As a result of Bella lashing out from stress and my announcement that I was moving in with my aunt and uncle, she was sent to live with other bird owners. I'm still in contact with these owners and they send periodic updates on the bird. She seems to be well and happy in her new home!

And I have a bonus for Bella's story! While Bella lived with us, I was able to meet my first online friend, Cory. Cory flew in from Kansas and stayed with us for two weeks. She got along with us fabulously and I wish I was kidding when I said this photo was taken exactly one year, but it actually was!

Rusty

Rusty is a brown Dachshund that I have known since I was a child. Originally, he belonged to my aunt and uncle (not the ones I live with) and then their oldest daughter. Somewhere along the lines, he was passed to the middle daughter and once said daughter was forced to move out, Rusty came with her. As a result, both my cousin and the dog are living with my mother and her boyfriend in New Jersey. I don't really know the circumstances of Rusty living with them, but I'm certainly familiar with Rusty. I hear that he gets along well with the cats, is a bit of a dummy and loves to get in my mother's way while she is cleaning. My mother apparently enjoys uploading photos of him as well - he looks drowsy in most of them!

Sugar

Sugar, Miss Bear or Sugar Bear is the youngest of the two rescue dogs owned by my aunt and uncle. Currently, I am living with Sugar and she is a complete sweetheart. Sugar acts more like a cat than a dog and adores attention - but only if it is given to her by women. She loves food and belly rubs. Early this summer, she was diagnosed with a cancerous tumor that we were able to get removed at the beginning of July. She is currently in the middle of recovering and despite this tragedy, my family has been very optimistic about her recovery. We've even taken the time to take some humorous photos of her in her recovery gear:

Deniro

Deniro, Mr. D, Mr. Doge or Doofus is the oldest of the two rescue owned by my aunt and uncle. Currently, I am living with Deniro and his nickname of "Doofus" is very fitting. This is especially true as we often catch him running after a toy and slamming head first into the front door. Deniro's actual name is a reference to Robert DeNiro due to the mole that Deniro has on his snout. Doofus - I mean, Deniro - loves attention even more so than Sugar and is practically inseparable from my uncle. He loves to spend his evenings lying on the couch with my uncle and watching him play Xbox One.

Missing photos for: Sasha, Gracie, and Baby Cat. I'll get them while I'm in New Jersey at the end of this month!

[Mag Lev]

I don't take many photos of my cat but this is the best one I have. He likes to sit in and sleep on the bathtub for some reason.

Fluff

[Cyndyr]

@Mag Lev, your cat looks like it has a vengeance agenda to fill. Still adorable though!

[Crayt]

My cat has a tendency of occupying spaces that I am in need of at the time. This time, I was about to do some homework.

Plz, I need to work...

[Klairre]

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[Lady Absinthia]

Well, I have hamsters >.>

Khalessi

Beetlejuice

Malcolm Reynolds And Jayne Cobb

[Klairre]

@Lady Amalthea

That close up of Khaleesi is beyond adorable!

I love the names you gave them too.

Beetlejuice, Game of Thrones, and Firefly are the best.

[Lady Absinthia]

@Klairre Thankies, three are my kids pets but they are my babies. (Since I got to name them lol) Grammy of Hammies as it were lol Khalessi though is all mine, lol.

[Klairre]

@Lady Amalthea

Your kids are so lucky!

They seriously have a cool mom for being into those fandoms and... roleplaying?!

Seriously, amazing.

[Lady Absinthia]

@Klairre I'm just proof that geeks never grow up ^_~

[Klairre]

@Lady Amalthea

I'm not going to forget that when I become a mother in the near future!

[Wade Wilson]

As I've spent a majority of my life as a "nomadic soul" as I like to call it, I've lived with many different family members in many different places with many different pets. Even though I may not live with some of these pets currently, I still consider some of them to be mine. Here is my pet spam:

Ommy

Ommy "Eat All Your Nommy-Nommys" is one of the two black cats that were owned by my mother's boyfriend when I first met him. His brother, Ziggy, passed away almost three years ago and is dearly missed. Ommy is still around and is nearly inseparable from my mother's boyfriend - so much so that Ommy is referred to as a "therapy cat" by family friends. A hungry kitty who loves attention and hiding in the sheets, Ommy is an adorable cinnamon roll. It's fair to say that he got bullied by Bella when she was living with us, but at least the two eventually became friends - whenever she wasn't trying to bite his tail, that is!

Luna

Luna or "Fat Boy" is an enigma of a cat. He was our first rescue cat and we secondhand adopted him from another owner who couldn't afford to keep him. Being as my mother loves black cats, he was an immediate want. Or perhaps he was adopted out of sympathy due to the low adoption rate for black cats - especially for half-blind ones - in the state of New Jersey. Whatever the reasoning is, I am eternally grateful that we got Luna. Although Luna was adopted by my mother, he became my cat and would never leave my room unless needed. Lazy and hungry, Luna could always be found sleeping at the end of my bed (he was a great toe-warmer!). Once I left for Massachusetts, my mother's boyfriend adopted him and they have gotten along swimmingly since.

Bella

Bella is the Umbrella Cockatoo that my mother decided to take home one day without telling anyone. Although I was originally afraid of birds, I consider Bella to be the pet that "changed me" by making me a more gentle and less scared person. Being a rather large bird, Bella was a lot of work and required a lot of attention. It also occurred to me a week after we had gotten her that she suffered from separation anxiety and so I took the task of befriending her. Bella was a very playful and loud bird while living with us - she loved to have conversations and sing while she was with us. She also loved being sung to and a lullaby before bed was almost imperative. Unfortunately, Bella began to suffer from stress and slowly ripped her feathers out one by one as my mother and her boyfriend were both heavy smokers. As a result of Bella lashing out from stress and my announcement that I was moving in with my aunt and uncle, she was sent to live with other bird owners. I'm still in contact with these owners and they send periodic updates on the bird. She seems to be well and happy in her new home!

And I have a bonus for Bella's story! While Bella lived with us, I was able to meet my first online friend, Cory. Cory flew in from Kansas and stayed with us for two weeks. She got along with us fabulously and I wish I was kidding when I said this photo was taken exactly one year, but it actually was!

Rusty

Rusty is a brown Dachshund that I have known since I was a child. Originally, he belonged to my aunt and uncle (not the ones I live with) and then their oldest daughter. Somewhere along the lines, he was passed to the middle daughter and once said daughter was forced to move out, Rusty came with her. As a result, both my cousin and the dog are living with my mother and her boyfriend in New Jersey. I don't really know the circumstances of Rusty living with them, but I'm certainly familiar with Rusty. I hear that he gets along well with the cats, is a bit of a dummy and loves to get in my mother's way while she is cleaning. My mother apparently enjoys uploading photos of him as well - he looks drowsy in most of them!

Sugar

Sugar, Miss Bear or Sugar Bear is the youngest of the two rescue dogs owned by my aunt and uncle. Currently, I am living with Sugar and she is a complete sweetheart. Sugar acts more like a cat than a dog and adores attention - but only if it is given to her by women. She loves food and belly rubs. Early this summer, she was diagnosed with a cancerous tumor that we were able to get removed at the beginning of July. She is currently in the middle of recovering and despite this tragedy, my family has been very optimistic about her recovery. We've even taken the time to take some humorous photos of her in her recovery gear:

Deniro

Deniro, Mr. D, Mr. Doge or Doofus is the oldest of the two rescue owned by my aunt and uncle. Currently, I am living with Deniro and his nickname of "Doofus" is very fitting. This is especially true as we often catch him running after a toy and slamming head first into the front door. Deniro's actual name is a reference to Robert DeNiro due to the mole that Deniro has on his snout. Doofus - I mean, Deniro - loves attention even more so than Sugar and is practically inseparable from my uncle. He loves to spend his evenings lying on the couch with my uncle and watching him play Xbox One.

Missing photos for: Sasha, Gracie, and Baby Cat. I'll get them while I'm in New Jersey at the end of this month!

@Cynder

can i steal your pets please leon-san

i might post pics of cleo later, dunno bout dobby and guinness since they're, well, dead and all