No Pet Peeve for True Pet Lovers

I'm one individual who came from a very large family yet with more pets than people. I mean we had turtles, frogs, fish, chickens, dogs, rabbits, and cats, but not all at the same time of course. The turtles were in a two-feet high perfectly square box-type black container with a giant sunning rock and a lot of vegetation. Specifically, they were "painted turtles," a kind of turtle indigenous to the temperate-cool climate where we lived. Then there was one younger neighbor who impressed people by a fetish for animals with a surprise collection of 26 toads in a bucket. Of course once the bucket was inside the sliding parlor doors, toads were hopping everywhere. It was a good scramble to find them, however, we did so, and gently. We owned a gorami that looked at itself in the mirror and danced, shaking to and fro and attacking its reflection. The chicken coop was awesome, way out yonder at the perimeters of the back yard with an automatic switch turned on for extra hours so the hens would lay more eggs. And I almost forgot the "attack hen" that didn't like jewelry on "egg collectors." Then there was a black rabbit, a gray rabbit, and a spotted rabbit. Of course, the spotted rabbit's name was...you guessed it, "Spot!" The family tiger cat really had a focus on indoor palm trees especially when it made a jolly good seating atop of the swaying tree and clung for a leafy cushion. Then there was the dog, our old loyal and trusted friend who didn't talk back, just cunning and smiling beneath the dinner table waiting for the next sloppy slip-up from a family of potato slinging kids.

Now the question is, what kind of containers were the best habitats for our animals? Enough already said about the turtle's house, but moving onwards to the cat. The tiger cat was really happy being able to curl up inside a row of old tires. Now that I think about it, it must of been a cool spot for a nap on a warm day with all that insulation, and I can't imagine any noise interruptions getting through all that rubber. There's a Rubber Avenue in a nearby town and possibly where the cat's home came from. Of course I'll never really know the whereabouts of the big secret water hole where the frogs came from. Then as far as the extra light in the hen house, it not only caused more eggs, but provided good heat. There were steps and stoops for the hens, short walls so each could have privacy laying the eggs. And finally, the roof of the dog house was pitched just right so at noon when the siren blew, the unpretentious dog lept up onto the rounded peak and balanced itself, and proceeded to howl in unison within earshot of the entire neighborhood.

I think pets and animals are great because they're not too fussy about habitats. Best of all is the way they just slobber up any kind of company they can get!