I refuse to answer this cos this is the question my bank asks me when I mess up my online password:)
Donna was my first dog. I was about 6 years old when we got her.
We had a German Shepherd when I was about three. I remember the dog but don't recall his name. The Scotch Terrier in the photograph was named Sally. The pic was taken about seven years later, after the war, Black and white -- colour was only just making its way onto the market then, about the same time as ball point pens.
We had a German Shepherd we named, Shep! I know, a very original name. :P
My first Boxer : Duchess ! Sweetest dog ever.
My parents had a Basset Hound when I was born. His name was Jacko, which was short for Jack Daniels. I barely remember him, but what I do remember was nothing but love.
Marty. A dachshund mix.
Rusty. My first dog.
i think it was a cat named fluffy.
I had a fish called Fish.
Sparky 🐕 (female)
a cat named peanut butter
Well I don't know if she was actually "my" pet, or if I more belonged to her...but she was a black cocker spaniel, very elegant, and her name was Lady.
She was already in the family when I was born, and she rather helped raise me, she was quite protective and when she thought I was getting out of line I definitely felt I had to mind her...
Then I remember she had puppies, and she treated me much like her own babies...
A spaniel named Dallas
Marty my cat.
Freckles. Here he is with my mom and brother and me.
His name was "Snail"...guess what he was? When we were young my sister and I kept snails and fed them leaves, they liked rhubarb the most because that's where we'd found them in the garden, but my mum said it was cruel and told us to release them.
It's Bubu Chacha. It's a story of a dog who save his owner from car accident. Then, his spirit got into the particular toy car which the baby boy used to ride on it.