I consider these two my best friends and life partners more than I do my pets. If anything, I belong to them. They're not related but look so much alike that I call them my "bookends," which is ironic because they don't help keep anything at all organized.
My dogs could not be more different from each other but are inseparable all the same. Neither would EVER willingly leave the other. A few years ago I bought Choochie (the schnauzer) for $14 at the pound and took both dogs to the beach. A current started to pull him out further than he intended and he looked a little panicked while trying to swim back in. Kaya swam out, grabbed her new little brother by his neck, and carried him onto the shore. He dangled happily from her mouth until she dropped him at my feet. I cried, they didn't care, and they haven't left each other alone since.
This is Mr. Pancho. He is part of my chosen family, we rescued him from an animal shelter. Pancho is introverted and feisty. He loves to come with me for my morning run, lay with me in the couch while I read books, and he sits in the middle of the mat while I do yoga. He also has a weird fascination for nail clipping, he just stares at my hands as I clip my nails and paint them. Femme appreciation.
This is Hiroki Kuroda, Hiro for short, named after the baseball player. At the time, he was on the Dodgers. He's a seven year old Himalayan/Siamese mix and I got him for free from Daryl's Pet Shop in Redlands in 2008. He traveled all over California with me until settling down at my parents house in 2009. I unfortunately couldn't take him with me to NYC. I just couldn't bring myself to put him on a plane, and take him from a sunshine filled fenced backyard to a one room apartment with no heat. My heart aches on the reg, but I know he's happy. He's the best for so many reasons. He's basically a dog trapped in the body of a cat. He likes his belly rubbed, loves to snuggle under the covers, and also appears to be cross-eyed. Anyone who has ever claimed "not to be a cat person," has changed their tune once they met Hiro.
I've voice inserted for Lily so many times that I've gotten to a point where I'm no longer able to decipher what is my voice and what is Lily speaking through me. There is no doubt in my mind that Lily is the after-life of a very old, very widowed and very cat-loving bostonian who was given the ultimate karma of coming back to earth as a tiny and vicious terrier. You have to fight really hard to win her love, but when you do, it's the most rewarding kind.
My cat Elf is a featured player in the Steampunk series The Conn-Mann Chronicles. As "Miss Priss" she causes mischief and mayhem. In real life, she is much the same. She may be tiny, but she thinks she's a lioness and rules the house with a steel claw.