My personal pets.

[poppylovesPETS]

On Chicken Smoothie, I have a group of pets that are my "personal" pets. This means the pets in this group are my 'real-life' pets on chicken smoothie. And the rest of the groups are a programe i'm running. Here i'll list them, a picture and how I got them/what they look like.

Harvey

Harvey was one of the puppies I brought whilst on my trip to Kentucky to visit my aunty and uncle. My aunty Maria was always begging my uncle Stewart to get a puppy, so when he finally said yes she rung around all of the nearest pet stores asking if they knew if someone was selling puppies. One man suggested a lady called Anna Jones... she breeds her bitch every 6 months or so, and apparently they have really nice temperment and loyal - everything you want in the perfect dog! We drove over the next day, me and aunty Maria. As we got out the landrover, a friendly smiling woman jogged over with a small jack russell following her. She introduced herself, Anna Jones, and led us over through into her living room, where a meduim sized cream striped dog was lying down one the sofa, stretched out. I looked around - where were the pups? As aunt Maria was just about to talk... a black little puppy walked dozily out behind the sofa. It paused for a moment, then flopped down onto the floor. Aunt Maria let out an 'aww'. "That's a she," Anna recalled, as she walked up behind the sofa, "and this..." She reached down and scooped up a cream pup, identical to it's mother, "is another girl. She's quite a sweet natured dog, while the black one is quite laid-back. They're both lovely."
"Are there only these two?" I questioned.
"Oh, well the other 2 were sold about 1 week ago, but there is actually three left."
I glanced around... nothing there. Then, out of no-where a grey speckled puppy ran out and jumped up my leg. I kneeled down to it as it started to lick my face. I let out a giggle.
"I see you've found the other one - he's a he." Anna said. I smiled. She carried on, "as you can see.. he's quite lively! But a very lovely character." So, after a few weeks... my aunty was sat at home with Cookie the cream pup and Annie the black! And what happened to the other one I hear you say? Well, he is sat on my lap right this second - Harvey. We have a really special bond and I would never ever regret getting him; even if it did ruin my plans for becoming a reporter... but that's a different story.
Anyway, that's my Harvey! Boisterous, loud, but lovely and sweet natured. Such an adorable boy! I love him.

Amber

One day when I was walking Harvey in the nearby park, we went down onto the football pitch inside of it. I hooked off his lead and swung the back-pack off and un-zipped the big compartment. Reaching down, I pulled out the red frisbee and flung it across the field. Harvey ran out to it... and caught it in his mouth. But then as he was trotting back to me happily with the frisbee, a flash of black and white zoomed out from a nearby bush and yanked it straight from his mouth. I watched it fly across the field, and stopped at the end of the field. I stood there shocked. Looking it up and down, i studied it. Piercing green eyes, a pink lapping down hanging out of it's mouth, a muddy black and white shaggy body. I paused - was it a stray?! Harvey was freaked-out by this time. He skitishly pounded over to me, as if he was scared. I rubbed his sides, "Don't worry boy," I called. I hooked his denim blue collar to the lead, and tied it to the nearby football goals that weren't in use. "I'll be back in a mo' Harv," I called as he whined at me. I giggled, thinking how cute he was... but then my eyes flickered back to the mystery dog. It was bouncing up and down now, obviously hiped from all the comotion. I didn't know what to do. My mind whizzing around, I almost felt faint. 'Hmmm.. I'll try catch it by the scruff, then see if it has a collar.' I thought, and my mind was set. I strutted off to the little stray, positively. But, as I come closer, my walk became less energetic. It didn't have a collar. What was I going to do?!?! 'Call the vets, or dog catcher.' I pondered... I shook my head. Whatever, I just need to catch this dog.
I carefully stumbled towards it, calming it down with my soothing voice. 'It's ok boy, don't worry. I'm gunna' help you.' It seemed friendly, and came towards me. I let it's wet nose touch my fingers as it sniffed away inquisitively. Anyway, it seemed to aprove.
I gently grabbed it's scruff at the back of it's neck, as it looked up at me. Now what was I to do?
In the end, I took a spare lead and collar from my bag, (emergancy incase Harvey was to ever break his, clumsey dog) and walked it home with me and Harv. They both seemed to really like eachother.
When we got home, all thoughts were running through my mind. Call the police? Vets? Dogcatcher? Dogs home? Then it came to me. I spun around on the wooden chair just so I was sure. I saw those puppy dog eyes staring up at me... like it was ment to be. That's it, I'm keeping him.
After that, I put up a few posters just incase he was someone's - I mean, yeah I wanted to keep him, but if someone found Harvey I'd rather they did that. Within in a fortnight, no one contacted me.
And then the big supprise happened. I found out that he, was a she. Don't ask me how it happened, long story really. So.. names! I went on google, dogs names books, childrens names books, and then it hit me. Literally. My Amber jewelled necklace fell down from the shelf above where I was sitting and whacked me on the head. "Ouch!" I bellowed. Just then, 'she' and Harvey came bounding in, as if to ask 'are you alright?!'. I glanced down at the object that had wounded me, and back up at the black and white scruff looking down on it. 'Amber', I thought. And there it was! Amber then lived happily ever after, and I kinda' feel glad that I took in a stray, that's one less lonely dog out on the street. (:

Starlight

Story coming soon...

[tazle]

these are realy cute stories!

[poppylovesPETS]

Awh thank you. :')