Remembering different pets from childhhod. When I lived with my grandparents there was just a sucession of terriers and a cat named Buttermilk. Oh yes, I had a pet chicken..One I had picked up when it was just a baby chicken and it would follow me anywhere when I let it out of the chicken yard. But when I went to live with my father and step-mother things sure changed. Sister waas responsible for most of the pets we made but we found out hat young guineas don't make a good pet. The don't bond with people. We had pet ducks, geese a pet goat and a lamb and even Runty the pig. There were always the barn cats plus ahouse cat and so many dogs that only a couple stand out in my memory The most memorable was named Boss and I have posted about him several years earlier. He was the one that waited for me by the culvert in front of our lane and would greet me when I came home. He even waited for me when I wwent in the navy but then I've already written about that.
I forgot about the pet turkey. He was named Tom, guess it didn't take much thought to come up with that name. Don't remember how he escaped being the main course on Thanksgiving but he must have been 10 years old before he keeled over. Certainly wasn't a cuddly pet in fact he was rather mean and sometimes would attack for no reason and then stalk off. He had the run of the entire farm and could fly short distances but always come running and gobbling when sis or I would have a treat for him. Usually just a slice of bread. Dad was too soft hearted to kill or sell any of the animals that sis and I made pets out of in fact he kind of went along with it. He was proud of the billy goat Alfred, he was a handsome animal but he sure stunk and was unpredictable except with dad. He sometimes would attack any of the other animals on the place, he didn't hurt them but he wanted to be the big shot and he pretty much was except for a couple of the dogs that didn't think he was the big shot.
We even had a baby squirrel that somehow fell out the nest, that didn't last long he was even as a baby a wild animal.. I forgot to mention the name of the pet duck we had, her name was Prunella and she would follow sis or I just like a dog, some of the dogs seemed to resent that. Enough