Pets of Chris

Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.
-- Victor Hugo

Roxie is a small, nigh-ancient, adorable dog. She's been hanging around Chris for almost 15 years, now. She's slowed down, some, but mostly she just sleeps more. And she doesn't float in the air as much, now.

But what Breed is Roxie?

Well, that's a good question. We had a vet, once, who told us she was part sheltie and part lhasa apso. She doesn't look that much like a sheltie or a lhasa, but when she wasn't going so gray, she definitely had sheltie coloration. So.

Roxie also likes sitting with the computer equipment. But her eyes don't normally incandesce like that.

Chance is short, and fat. She's definitely part chihuahua, part yorkshire terrier. She's

scary, and she pisses a lot. She's about five years old. Mostly, she just sits on the waterbed all day long.

Suki isn't Chris's pet at all. But Chance isn't much of a pet. And she can't fly. So you get to see Suki, too. It is important to note that Suki is much larger, now.

Aaron isn't, strictly speaking, Chris's pet, either. But he is Chris's sidekick. Chris shares him with Kitten. He doesn't always have dodgeballs stuffed in his shirt.

The white gargoyle is a recent addition to the household. It was, actually, a Christmas present. It's cool, and heavy, and it stared at Chris's aunt for most of one evening. He hoped it might eat her, but it just stared. Gargoyle pictures make messing with tone maps fun!

That picture of chance is scaring me. Can we go back to Chris now?