I was thinking about the animals in my life the other day. It could have been something to do with Blue the Moonbase Mutt staring into my eyes, waiting for his Pedigree Chum!
The first true pet memory I have are of my parent's old dog Shandy. Shandy was a lovely mutt, very cute and friendly. I don't recall her being taken out for walks but she did have the run of a big garden. I have a vivid memory of her having pups but I've no idea where they went. She died in 1978 I think. Shortly after my Dad sold our parental home and family life as I knew it ended forever. I think Shandy missed my Mum too much. Somewhere I've a few snaps of her.
I have a vague memory of tortoises and fish too. There were tortoises everywhere back in the Sixties. Preston was like the Galapagos with hard-shelled critters shambling allover the shop. Some had things painted on their shells in white paint. House numbers were popular because the tortoises were forever wandering off.
Fish were everywhere too. I had a tank full. I think it was my Parents' attempt to teach me about responsibility. I remember the little card pot of eggs that I sprinkled on top of the water. There were very fishy multi-coloured flakes too. The card pots were yellow but the brand name has swum.
Fish names abound in my head from back them: guppies, shubunkins, neon tetras, japanese fighting fish. It was an artform keeping them. Even goldfish were tricky.
I failed my fish eventually. The tank got stagnant and the fish went furry. I would look after them much better now.
My brothers had pigeons. They built a large outdoor aviary with our Dad. One of the birds was called Betty, a chocolate racer I seemed to remember. I never bothered with the pigeons. One day the aviary was burned down. I've no idea who did that.
Despite miner birds being popular with neighbours, mimicking what folk said, my parents didn't have any indoor birds. I once rescued a sparrow, which had got trapped in the kitchen cavity wall. I called it Spadge and looked after it for about a week, chopping worms up. Alas it sadly died and I remember being gutted. I think I was about 15.
I've had pets as an adult but that's about it as a kid.
Did you have any pets or rescued animals readers?