Pets, Pets, Pets....

Joey and I already have some fish, we bought last year when I moved back home for the summer. They are still going strong, even though they live with my mom.. unfortunately my apartment does not allow pets :( I now  am on the kick of having a puppy, and Joey says no... no matter how hard I beg, the answer is no. My sister, the clever one that she is, told him to propose to me with a puppy and  the ring around its neck.AGAIN the answer was a huge fat NO! I really want an English Bull Dog, So I randomly send Joey a picture of these cute little guys, saying "look how cute I am"  and I get turned down every time. His famous words are "They don't stay puppies forever!"

Aren't they so cute??

So after being shot down about the puppy a million times, I have moved on to a pet calf, Joey's first reaction was how in the world are you going to get one of those? I said we can just barrow one of Jakes, raise it until it gets too big, then send it on its way with the others. I swear Joey thinks that I am half retarded sometimes, but this is how I grew up, we have had chickens, cows,  house birds, fish, cats, dogs, hampsters, sheep, ducks and even a goat.  I figured I was safe with a calf seeings as he is a cowboy, but again I got shot down. So I guess I will have to settle for just having this little guy as a friend.  THey are having to bottle feed him at Jakes house, so I guess visiting him will have to work.

He is so cute, he kept trying to suck on my fingers..