My pets consist simply of two dogs. One's a golden retriever, and the other's breed we can't figure out for certain because we got her at a shelter, and the people who ran the place didn't know themselves.
The golden's name is Lacy, or maybe it's Lacey...I probably should check her license to see for certain...either way, what's interesting about her is that we got her from the same breeder where we got our last golden, who had only just passed on a few months prior to that, and she was one of his sister's puppies, which makes her his niece. She looks and acts a lot like he did, so it's almost like he's living on through her in a way. She's always eccentric, always, and she's definitely not shy around any unsuspecting person who passes her by. I've lost count of how many times she's interrupted the soccer practices that go on near my backyard...
The unidentifiable one (probably a better choice of words out there, but that's what I'm going with) is named Kizzy. I wasn't quite so eager about that name choice, but everyone else seemed to like it, so I had to comply. Now, Kizzy is really hard to figure out sometimes. She's apparently afraid of, and timid near most male humans, we deduced this most likely came from her being abandoned in some form, yet near any females, or the few males that she's gotten used to being around (Me and my dad for instance), she's just as eager as Lacey, if not sometimes more so because she's less bulky. She's not always very obedient, and she's run away on a few occasions, though she almost always runs right back home after a while. We're working on getting a trainer to keep her from doing that as much, seeing how my entire family can't seem to do much of anything on our own that actually works (Though what else is new...)
I also had a fish for three or so years, a betta named Quando. Always loved fish, and I wanted to get another one after he died, but sadly that never happened.