We used to have a Jack Russel X Chihuahua. Named Wally, cause he had spots and stuff. Smart dog, that. We had to put him down, cause he had hurt his back. He was about 12 years old. Rather a ripe old age for a small dog. Before him, we had a kelpie pup called Dusty, caught distemper and died. And before that, my mum bred pugs and entered them in shows.
We had a pet goat once. Died in a lightning storm. We had called it Esmeralda, lol. Hehe, I also remember my youngest brother standing over its grave and singing to it. And we had a pet lamb, which we pulled out of the carcass of its dead mother. The lamb was halfway out when the mother died. I don't know whatever happened to that lamb. We also had a horse, called Brandy. She produced a little foal, which we called Cloud. But alas, we couldn't keep both so we sold Cloud to a knackery. Eventually we had to give Brandy away too, cause noone had time to ride her.
Yeah, we had a lot of animals over the years. They're fun, but they can be expensive.