I got two from the streets. The first my wife and I didn't name the first one. We just call her "Mi-chan" because the neighbors called her that because of her "Meows" with hers having less of the drawn-out "-eow" sound and more of a "mew" and even "mi" sound.
We all contributed to feeding her in our neighborhood but one day I found her crawling around screaming and unable to walk. She was dragging her lower body with her front legs. I think she fell off from a high place because she was always climbing up trees and fences. So I tried to pick her up as carefully as I could even though it hurt her and rushed her to the vet. The vet found that she fractured her hip and she required surgery to fix it.
So I stayed for the surgery and I couldn't just set her back in the streets in good conscience while she's recovering so I sprung it on my wife that I found her this way and maybe we can keep her at least until she's recovered. My wife took it well since she fell for her too in the process of feeding her outside and we just ended up keeping her in our house.
The second one we call "Macho". She looks like this:
That pic was taken long after we took her in, but she was also a stray cat outside our house but the neighbors didn't like her so much. She was always scrounging around the garbage and getting into fights with every cat around her. But we fed her anyway but she had this thing where she would eat a few bites and scream and run away like it hurt her to eat and chew.
Then one day she couldn't even eat a single bite of food without being in what looked like constant pain. So I carefully coaxed her with a purely wet treat she liked and caught her (had to chase her so many blocks and then got scratched and bleeding all over the place) and rushed her to the vet. Then they discovered she has a condition called Feline Stomatitis in a pretty critical stage and so they loaded her up with antibiotics and treatments and we had to extract some of her teeth later. She was so skinny and small at the time I took her in and smelled like garbage that I thought she was a kitten, but the vet looked at her teeth and estimated she's at least 10 years old, so she's actually like a grandmother cat. Now she's a fatso.
It was a similar case after that. While taking care of her during recovery, I sprung it on my wife that maybe she shouldn't send her back out on the streets at least while she's recovering. Then we ended up just keeping a second cat in our house.
But their names are "Mi" and "Macho".
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I have a beagle, her name is Annie, but she’s kinda chubby, so we call her Tubby. We have a whole slew of nicknames for her too. “Nannie, tubby, nannis, pannies, nannie wannie, tubbs, annie bananie” etc. She’s my little old lady, she has a bunch of little “old lady bumps” (benign tumors) on her.
I have a gecko, his name is Oliver, but I call him “Ollie, Ollie Wollie, Wawa.” He’s a pretty cool dude lol. I’m also babysitting my sisters gecko right now, his name is Basil. My boyfriend likes to call him “ZaZa” and Ollie “WaWa.” Lol. Ollie.
Left is Basil “ZaZa,” Right is Ollie “WaWa”
My boyfriend hanging out with WaWa and ZaZa. Ollie is on his arm, Basil is on the bed.
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This is widow, it's a ferret at the park after playing for hours, it's sleeping on a bunch of leaves, it's my bros and his gfs but it grew on me, they took it out of state with them and I miss it, it just lays on my forearm and lays flat until I put her down lol
This is my little girl Zoey. I call her Zoe for short, or Fuzz-Butt.
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Here is Marilyn Monroe going on age 3 she is Maltese
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