Thread: Pets of Science!

Ok...this board has entirely too many serious threads. Sometimes in life...you just need to look at cute pictures of animals. So please...post pictures of your bed warmer, poop factory, sock hider, or trash eater. I am currently petless...but I'll start with a few old pics.

My faithful dog muffin:



Here we are in the snow in the early 80's



and her puppies:



I started a thread like this over at JREF....and made a couple videos of peoples pets:

Here's the first day we got her in '78...yeah...love at first site


Making ice cream the old fashioned way:



and the last photo I have her from the late 80's. (check out that tan!)

I would be Neverfly forbids me to take pictures of him. and it is usually forbidden to post pictures of members without their permission lol

I bet he wears a dog collar and pees on the carpet. BTW, nice new avatar...you're looking good! Pretty eyes. NF is a lucky man.

We don't have carpet and I don't believe in collars.

I do wish I had a pic of our cat that died recently. We both actually cried over him. The kids looked at us like we were mental.

Well, these aren't exactly pets. But they're way over the mark on the cute scale.
ZooBorns

I love puggles, but I reckon the pygmy hippo baby is something else again.

Oh dear. Pets dying. Our cat is now 21ish, deaf as a post, and looks to be developing a problem in one eye. Her real problem is that she no longer washes any part of herself except her face and paws after eating. There's nothing wrong with her appetite. With long, fluffy white fur that tangles at the least breeze let alone contact with a grass seed, she's getting to be the hobby you never asked to have. All the grooming tools I've tried so far haven't worked very well - so the surgical scissors get a bit of action cutting out lumps of matted fur. I'm looking for something a bit more effective.

Aaaand, light dawns. She can't hear the vacuum cleaner now - I should give it a go. (Not today. It's 37C outside, she'll be a bit grumpy.)

For the record...they don't have to be your pets...as long as they're cute .

Originally Posted by adelady

Oh dear. Pets dying. Our cat is now 21ish, deaf as a post, and looks to be developing a problem in one eye. Her real problem is that she no longer washes any part of herself except her face and paws after eating. There's nothing wrong with her appetite. With long, fluffy white fur that tangles at the least breeze let alone contact with a grass seed, she's getting to be the hobby you never asked to have. All the grooming tools I've tried so far haven't worked very well - so the surgical scissors get a bit of action cutting out lumps of matted fur. I'm looking for something a bit more effective.

Aaaand, light dawns. She can't hear the vacuum cleaner now - I should give it a go. (Not today. It's 37C outside, she'll be a bit grumpy.)

I understand. Muffin spent her last two years with me in my 20-somthing bachelor pad. She was totally blind and deaf....but damn...she liked weed. I guess it eased her pain. Whenever someone smoked...she would waddle over and put her nose high in the air until someone blew her a hit. When she died I cried like a schoolgirl.

My lovely lab, her name is Roma!

The gray jays have been utilizing our location as a base for well over a decade and I'm not sure how many generations of birds have learned to come by when they hear the front door open. Some have even learned to tap on the window glass when they observe me at my computer desk while others do repeated low level fly bys to get our attention.

This is a young gray jay in the moult, transitioning from his fledgling to mature feathers and the reason he has a rather disheveled appearance.

Jays and Mockingbirds, to feathered critters I make friends with as often as I can, wherever I live.

When the rare opportunity arises, and I'm in the right area- a Crow is great, too.

Our cat Mies. He got the name in a round about way. He is an adopted stray, and when he started hanging around the place my daughter, thinking he was a she, called him Mia, after Mia Hamm (My daughter was into US women's soccer at the time.) After we fully adopted him as our cat and I noted that he was a male, we tried to come up with a masculine name that we could all agree on. Part of the problem was that we had gotten used to calling him Mia.
I finally stumbled on to the fact that the Finnish word for an adult male was "mies", and its pronunciation was very close to Mia. So he ended up with a name that both reflected his gender and only was a slight change from the name we had gotten used to.

My friend's cat Anabel says hi



and her arch-nemesis Basil

I would love to have one of these little guys as a pet



Have already had one of these, temporarily, until it was almost 11weeks old.



I wish I had an actual picture of the female orphan I had. I had named her Anastasia, Annie for short. But the dept of parks and wildlife made me hand her over when she got about 10-11 weeks old The bastards.

My sister's kids got a sugar glider



He loves sleeping in shirt pockets and bras

lol no doubt he leaves donations in the pockets and bras . The wildlife rehabilitator that took my little annie had also just received some orphaned squirrel babies. She was kind enough to let me hold one before she left. Apparently their mamma had been killed by the cat belonging to the person who surrendered them to her.

The raccoon that I surrended, i had found in the park curled up on the remains of what was probably her mother. She seemed to have been ripped to shreds by a predator of some kind. The baby was only a couple of weeks old and didn't even have teeth yet. So I scooped her up and took her home. After bathing her to get rid of maggots that she had picked up from her mom she quickly recognized me as a caretaker and not a predator. Stopped trying to bite me and started chirping excitedly and running up my arm to play with my ears. She took to kitten milk formula pretty well and my dog adored her.

I wish I could sleep in bras. All warm and soft...and they smell nice.

He loves sleeping in shirt pockets and bras

Hah! I know someone you dare not put your arm around or pat on the shoulder, let alone slap on the back, because you never know what little critter might be living under her clothes or where it might be at any given moment. It could one of those tiny ring-tailed possum babies.

Originally Posted by MacGyver1968

I wish I could sleep in bras. All warm and soft...and they smell nice.

I know a woman with back breasts, she wouldn't probably mind if you snuggled up between them .

Wearing a bra on your back is definitely not sexy. But if she knows how to make cookies...we'll talk.

Well then you two should do fine, she rarely wears a bra on her front or back, and I think she DOES know how to make cookies. She at least knows how to pack them away..

btw, been meaning to ask you, did you get hit in the head by a hailstone last spring?

No...got hit on the wrist and back...but I was dropped on my head as a child.

lol i knew something had to have happened to your noggin.

not that i have any room to talk, I fell 10 ft from the top of a slide head first onto a concrete playground when I was 6. never was taken to the doctor.

A few additions from the picture thread

Originally Posted by Janus

Our cat Mies. He got the name in a round about way. He is an adopted stray, and when he started hanging around the place my daughter, thinking he was a she, called him Mia, after Mia Hamm (My daughter was into US women's soccer at the time.) After we fully adopted him as our cat and I noted that he was a male, we tried to come up with a masculine name that we could all agree on. Part of the problem was that we had gotten used to calling him Mia.
I finally stumbled on to the fact that the Finnish word for an adult male was "mies", and its pronunciation was very close to Mia. So he ended up with a name that both reflected his gender and only was a slight change from the name we had gotten used to.

marlin Monroe reicarnated

This is our male anole, Launchpad, thoroughly enjoying a gift we got him out of our back yard. One of two such gifts he currently has.

What if pets could talk.You know they're thinking things but they just can't say it,unless it's a cat making funny noises.

Couldn't leave this one out!

This is Boo Cat.
He lived for a while in my sister's garden hedge, with a piece of cardboard box as his only protection from the weather.
He appeared in all weathers and at all times of day when she went outside (hence the name Boo!).
(Un)fortunately he didn't make friends with the cat that belonged to my sister, so she asked if I could house him.
Obviously previously-owned (house trained etc) he must have been abandoned, and spent a month or so living rough (he was skin and bone until she started feeding him).

The second photo is from two days after he moved in, and finally discovered that he wouldn't get into trouble for being on the bed: these days I get into trouble if I go to bed when he's already using it.

Despite the "mean look" in his eyes he's incredibly affectionate, and very talkative.

Originally Posted by Dywyddyr

This is Boo Cat.
He lived for a while in my sister's garden hedge, with a piece of cardboard box as his only protection from the weather.
He appeared in all weathers and at all times of day when she went outside (hence the name Boo!).
(Un)fortunately he didn't make friends with the cat that belonged to my sister, so she asked if I could house him.
Obviously previously-owned (house trained etc) he must have been abandoned, and spent a month or so living rough (he was skin and bone until she started feeding him).

The second photo is from two days after he moved in, and finally discovered that he wouldn't get into trouble for being on the bed: these days I get into trouble if I go to bed when he's already using it.

Despite the "mean look" in his eyes he's incredibly affectionate, and very talkative.

Sir Ducky!

SO cute......so darling...and I love them so much and have become so allergic to them......so I feed the ferals around here. I can't pet them but they hear my voice and they are all around my legs....rubbing and meowing....you have a putty cat who adores you and feels safe......gives you love (in it's own way) and you give it that also........

I hope he doesn't EAT YOU!!

You ARE a DUCK!

Originally Posted by babe

and have become so allergic to them

Me too.
I'm on a steady diet of 1 tablet per day due to suddenly becoming allergic to cat hair (and house dust!).
If I miss I end up with streaming eyes and a nose full of icky green snot.
With a tablet I can be surrounded by cats and it's no bother.

I hope he doesn't EAT YOU!!

He doesn't even scratch me - the only cat I've ever known that doesn't take a swipe now and again - he's incredibly tolerant.

Originally Posted by Dywyddyr

Originally Posted by babe

and have become so allergic to them

Me too.
I'm on a steady diet of 1 tablet per day due to suddenly becoming allergic to cat hair (and house dust!).
If I miss I end up with streaming eyes and a nose full of icky green snot.
With a tablet I can be surrounded by cats and it's no bother.

I hope he doesn't EAT YOU!!

He doesn't even scratch me - the only cat I've ever known that doesn't take a swipe now and again - he's incredibly tolerant.

Well you ARE a delightful, if rather a curmudgeon some of the time.

The pill didn't help me. I had to give cats up, except the ferals that I adopted 8 years ago....there were 13...we got them neutered....now down to two....soon none......ahhhh I shall miss saving treats for them!

"You better watch it...I've got back up!"....

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...says the wolf

Squeaky is from Tokyo, Japan. Now living happily in Tasmania, Australia.

Although this is not my dog, I can relate to this when I am doing certain experiments in the lab:

Originally Posted by adelady

Oh dear. Pets dying. Our cat is now 21ish, deaf as a post, and looks to be developing a problem in one eye. Her real problem is that she no longer washes any part of herself except her face and paws after eating. There's nothing wrong with her appetite. With long, fluffy white fur that tangles at the least breeze let alone contact with a grass seed, she's getting to be the hobby you never asked to have. All the grooming tools I've tried so far haven't worked very well - so the surgical scissors get a bit of action cutting out lumps of matted fur. I'm looking for something a bit more effective.

Aaaand, light dawns. She can't hear the vacuum cleaner now - I should give it a go. (Not today. It's 37C outside, she'll be a bit grumpy.)

Have you tried getting another cat? Once bonded, they will groom each other.