AWKWARD ZOMBIE

YOU TOLD ME HE HAD TO GO INTO HIDING BECAUSE HE ESCAPED FROM AZKABAN.

I've got two kitties.

Here's Penelope:


And this is Slippy:

Slippy's not such a screw-up after all.

My last hamster finally died today.

I'm sorry, Sloth.

Its probably a good thing he died, he had a huge tumor on his back, and his back leg had been mauled by one of the other hamsters a year ago. I think he was living in constant pain.

Just like France.

Frank seems to do the weirdest thing.

Apparently, he must've bonded to my voice or something, because when ever I come thundering down the stairs, he'll wait for me. And the minute that I say something, he'll bolt all the way over to me.

Requesting more Frank updates, please.

My friend has two kittens! One is a female orange tabby named Peeper, and a black male named blackie. They're such sweeties!

I made pictures of my parents cats and my grandparents dogs (my parents live in the first floor, grandparents in the base floor)


This is Roy, he's pretty energetic, jumping and running all the time. He's... a little older then one year.

He's nomming on a yoghurt drink bottle there.


This is Tina. She's pretty sweet and fragile, but when she was little... everyone of us had biting marks from her. Lately she had an operation on her hind leg, you can see the parts where the fur is shaved off when you look a little closer.

Roy and Tina are both boxer dogs.


This is Moritz, or Toto like I call him. He's my mothers little sweetheart. I don't like him, he's what you would call a hidden asshole.

And now for Maya. It's hard getting shots from her, I finally succeeded after 3 days:

Not quite... (you can see her eyes on the lower part when you look really close).

No, no, don't go back any further-

I said DON'T

Maya is so goddamn shy, but yet so cute. It's hard when you want to stroke her, she always runs away. Anyways, as I said after 3 days I succeeded, she laid down on my desk:

I wish I still had pets.

My sister and I used to have two rabbits Blackie and Whitie (one was black one was white and we were like 5 ok) and we had a hutch but then they started fighting so my parents said that they had 'taken them to a farmer' but when we were older (like, just last year) she said they just went to a work friend.

Our second set of pets were gerbils, mine was called Dennis (although they were sisters) whilst hers was called Speedy. Mine died a few weeks later from letteuce poisioning whilst hers (Speedy) lived to nearly 100 in gerbil years.

That's racism.

WE WERE 5 YEARS OLD. When you're that old you don't think twice about naming your rabits after the colour they are!

I don't suppose you think twice about naming people after the colour that they are.