Taz is the only official pet I have, who lives at home with my parents. He's like 15 now and is going amazingly strong for his age, despite some kidney problems in the fall. He's a total lapcat who will spend literally all day cuddling with someone, or moving from person to person to lie on.
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He was just a lease, but I will also count the horse I rode the last few years as a pet. His name is Willy and he is barely tall enough to be a horse instead of a pony and has the worst fear of anything that moves that he didn't expect to move. Makes riding outside a nightmare. (Yes the image is ancient, it's the only one i have that isn't him doing some ridiculous move while I'm riding him)
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I could go on and on about the three stray cats that live around my student housing, but I won't this time. Partially because I don't have pictures of them handy