It's fairly nice out here today. I'm re-caulking the backsplash and mulling over my bird feeder situation.
My first pet was a dumper dog. People always think that "Farmer Bob" will make a swell home for Fido. This dog was hiding under a cattle crossing. He was skinny as a rail and had no hair except on his head due to a monstrous mange problem. Also, he'd been fighting off something since he was covered in scratches.
But he came right up to me when I found him and I somehow convinced my folks to let the vet see him the next time the vet came around. Many meals and a number of medicated baths later, I had a dog and his name was Pal.
The worst pet was a feral kitten Mr. Snaps rescued. That kitten was horrific. We named her Lizzy Borden because it was clear that she wanted to kill the both of us but had to wait until she got a little bigger. We had that cat for 12 years and she never got any nicer.
My porn name is Busty Peniston but I used a porn name generator to get it since we didn't live on any street when I was a kid. :)