Would love to find out what your moment was when you *knew* your pet was the one you wanted to care for.

I own two little baby turtles. They are adorable. They were a gift which I usually totally disapprove of (pets should choose their owner in my opinion ) but the second I looked into their little big black eyes and saw their little feet (are they called feet ??) I was toast LOL Totally spoken for There was little water in the aquarium and a little rock they sat on and they would bend their feet up high to sunbathe and when I took them out of their aquarium they would come running after me and crawl into my sleeves to hide LOL

I just love them. I know there is people out there who think pets have to be furry and cuddly but I swear my two little sweeties are just lovable. I call them my little dogs because I swear they have no ideas they are turtles. They are totally attentive which is unusual for turtles

Sorry for the long and sappy post.

when we picked out our rotti, she was getting run over by all her brothers and sisters. she wasn't the runt, but all of the others just seemed really aggressive to get to the front for the attention and she hung back, watching. i figured if she would tolerate that much from other dogs, then she must be ok around kids. i was right! she is the best dog i have ever owned in my life. we got her when she was 13 weeks old - she will be 3 years old in may.

our cat, well she adopted us. she was a stray living in our yard for apprx. a month. she finally came up to us, and would let us feed her out of our hands, and pet her. she came into our house by herself, and she hasn't left. i think she may be pregnant though, so we are kind of waiting around for that one!

Good question. I knew when I saw his picture. The breeder emailed it to me, and he looked like a little stinker that didn't want his picture taken. He definitely didn't want to be a show dog. I knew then, he was the one. And when I met him, I was right. He is mommy's boy for sure.

When my ex an I went to pick our chinchilla out, we went around to all of the different pet stores in the area. And we first decided on a color then we got ifo to see if we wanted a male or female. The one pet store had 2 lovely chinchilla's, one was male and one was femaile. We held both and let both play with us at separate times. The male didn't seem to be very friendly. The femail I knew was the one the first time I held her. She was so friendly and looked like she wanted a good home. So we brought her home with us at that moment, her name is Zoe. And thankfully I got custody of her when we broke up.

With Jack it was when we saw the lady who rescued him leading him down the driveway to meet us for the first time, he looked so lost and loveable how could we resist?

With the cats it was a little different, like Jack we knew nothing much about them, hadn't seen pics or anything we just knew they needed a home or they were to be put to sleep so we said we would take them and see how things went.
Jake was no problem he loved us from the start and the feeling was mutual but Buffy wasn't so easy to get along with and after two days I have to admit I did think about giving her back, she hissed at the kids and would bite if you went too close. We persevered with her though and now almost a year later she is much better.
She still has a hissy fit every now and then but she can be really sweet when she wants to be and I wouldn't part with her for the world.

I haven't posted in awhile (ever?)

Anyway, I have 2 cats both of which were saved.

Our first cat is named Prozac (yes, she is a little excitable) and she came to us after our other cat, Rambo (yes, I love naming my animals oddly), was so sick we had no other choice but to put her down. We were absolutely heartbroken and my mother was just beside hereself.

After my bro left with Rambo to go to the vet, he came back with Prozac, whom he got from the vet. She was abandoned at the vet's office and no one wanted her and the vet said she probably didn't have a long life.

We took one look at her and completely fell in love, she was little (I guess she was the runt) and very nervous and therefore she was christened Prozac. It has now been 13 years and she is still young as ever. Love wil do that.

Our second cat is named Mandy (formerly Mommy and there is NO WAY I'm calling a cat Mommy) and she was saved from my mother's co-worker. Her husband redid their driveway and since the cat must have gotten in his way, he kicked her on the newly tarred driveway and she was completely burned.

My mother found out and took Mandy home with us. Mandy was extremely fearful for the first month she was with us, but once her hair grew back and she was comfortable enough, she did come out. It was been a good 7 or 8 years that she has been with us.

Michele

My 13-year-old Siamese had died, and I was looking for a companion for my Siamese/tabby mix who was heartbroken (as was I). There were no ads in the paper for Siameses right then, so a friend and I went to a pet shop. In the kitten cage were about 7 little rascals. The sole Siamese was the feistiest of the bunch. Instantly I had an attachment for the little dickens, but just one problem: I wanted a female,since at that point, the only male cat I'd ever had used to pee on my shoes - not a great memory. But the sales clerk said she couldn't tell (!) and handed the kitten to me. After the great indignity of flipping up its tail,I practically caused it to go deaf when I screeched, "You're a girl!" It was the best 40 bucks I ever spent.Jasmine is now 17-years-old and still feisty.

8 years ago we got a kitten from the pet store and named her Cleo. We already had an older cat named Paws, who didn't want anything to do with her. We could tell she really wanted a playmate so we went back to the store the next day to find her a buddy. I spotted a little orange ball of fluff behind the glass, who was from the same litter as Cleo. He had HUGE feet and ears and my hubby said he looked funny, but I knew right then and there that he was the cat for me. His name is Tigger and he is the most affectionate cat I have ever had. He never really did grown into his big feet and ears, but he such a sweetheart.

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but I swear my two little sweeties are just lovable. I call them my little dogs because I swear they have no ideas they are turtles. They are totally attentive which is unusual for turtles

awwww!

thanks for sharing Elle