The Pet Page
This is Murray. He’s a half Maine Coon, which means he’s the size of a frozen turkey. But he’s a lovable goof. And he’s just as soft as he looks.
This is George. The Ninja. He’s half the size of Murray. He’s a tuxedo cat and in the first picture, he is sleeping on my desk, a rare thing, along with a rarer glimpse into a corner of my office. (Damn that phone is old!) The second is George in a basket in the front window. It’s even funnier when Murray tries to fit in that basket. Both cats answer to “Dumbass.” And rightly so.
This is Harley. She’s a desert tortoise. Now before you get your knickers in a twist fretting over endangered species this and that, know that she came to us just out of the egg about 11 years ago from a friend who had a mating pair. These are domesticated, in other words, they are not allowed release into the wild. They have diseases they can carry to the wild tortoises and the wild ones have diseases these guys can get. You can’t sell them, either. You must give them away. And yes, she’s got a license.
I just took her out of her winter box to take this picture so the look on her face is saying, “What the hell are you doing?” The best pet, because late fall, she’s ready to hibernate, so in the box she goes into the closet until spring has sprung. No feeding, no cleaning up. Cool.