Meet The Petersons

My hubby used to own a pet store. Before I met him the only pet I'd ever had was a cat. And I never had a pet when I lived on my own. There are just certain parts of pet ownership I can't handle.
So, when I my kids and I invaded Lenny's house many years ago we inherited quite a brood of characters. We had a dog, birds, goats, horses, and donkeys. Over the years we added and lost to the group. We raised a goat in the bathtub for a while because it was so cold outside. Sammy (the goat) grew up thinking he was a dog. We've had some fun times.
Last month we had to put Shadow to sleep. It was a very sad time for us. We miss her. I'm not sure if we'll get another dog. I'm leaving that up to my hubby. Whatever he decides will be okay by me.
But we did get a new addition to our household. Before I introduce you to him, (yes this addition is a boy) I thought I'd let everyone know who we already live with.
So this week I'm going to post each day our roommates (for lack of better terms). You can meet them one by one and at the end of the week I'll introduce to our new addition. (And let you know how they are all getting along!)

We are going in order of how long we've had these pets. The longest running Peterson Pet is Chiquita.

Chiquita is 18 years old was Lenny's before I met him. He raised her from a baby and she's quite the character. She has phrases and words she says quite often:
Here kitty, kitty.
Uh huh.
She also talks to herself in bird lingo with different voices and has quite a good time. She also screams when we leave the house. We cover our ears and run out the door. (I would say this is an exaggeration. It is for us but not our guests---sorry!)

Having a mccaw makes life interesting to say the least. I can't watch a you-tube video in the living room without getting her all riled up. She doesn't talk when people are around unless you're around a lot. She dumps her whole bowl of food out into the bottom of her cage.

Any bird stories out there? We'd love to hear.

Check back tomorrow for the second in our brood.


Anonymous said...

Don't forget, Chiquita also ate a hole in my pillow as I was walking by her cage !!! You didnt mention those pot bellied pigs either !!

Anonymous said...

Wow, that's quite a list of pets. Holy Moly. **smile**

No bird stories here, but this was a fun post to read...sounds chaotic in your household. I only have two dogs (shelties) and it seems chaotic at times. LOL

Jill's Jibberish said...

I had a little masked parakeet named JR. At the time I also had 2 dogs & 2 cats. One night we came in and JR's cage was open & he was gone. I checked the dogs & cats for birdie breath & signs of feathers but didn't find anything. We searched the house but couldn't find JR. The next day we had to go out again & when we returned I heard chirping from the family room. When I got into the room Oliver, one of the cats,came out from behing a tree I had in the corner. I asked him where the birdie was & he went back behind the tree. When I lifted the tree there was Oliver petting JR. He was protecting the bird & could have easily eaten him but he didn't harm him at all. Needless to say I was amazed.

Belinda Peterson said...

Yes, Chquita did eat a hole in your pillow...sorry!!

Belinda Peterson said...

Lynn...I never had a dog growing up. So when I met my hubby that was the first dog I've ever had.

Belinda Peterson said...

great story mother. I forgot about that. Oliver was the protector, huh?

Belinda Peterson said...

Yall go comment on the F.A.I.T.H. blog for Katie Sue-Ann McCall's story!!!

yes, Lynn, you too!!