I have eight pets. Four of them are dogs, two are cats, one is a lizard, and one is a fish. My poodle is Hugo, my peekapoo is Calvin, my peki-tzu is Harley, my shih-tzu is Milo, my black and white tuxedo cat is Charlie, my brown tabby cat is Ozzy, my teal betta fish is Swim Shady, and my leopard gecko is Lizzo. I like to play with the cats and dogs because they are all very friendly except Milo, who doesn't play very much. I taught Charlie and Ozzy how to sit pretty, and when I hug Charlie he hugs me back. Charlie is very clumsy and accidentally knocks things down a lot, because he is a very big cat. Calvin likes to steal clothes and dig holes in the couch and he gets all muddy outside and then comes in and tracks it everywhere. He and Hugo are the friendliest, though. Milo really likes smaller animals than him, the most energy he has is when you are holding a tiny baby animal and he wants to see it. He guards them from our other dogs. Harley adopts baby animals, when we got Ozzy he thought she was his mom and they always cuddled. She disowned him when he grew up to be a cat. Swim Shady has shrimp and snail roommates, but I simply cannot count the sheer amount of snails.