Nah, I'm out here in the boonies, too.
All of my pets are outdoors, BTW. While I grew up with animals inside, hubby did not and refuses (for now
) to let me have any inside.)
Cats: Patsy, Crookshanks, Archemedes, Kovu. The kids name all the cats. Patsy is a boy, by the way.
Goat: Jake, the fattest goat in the west. East. South. North. Heck, the world, probably.
Pig: Miss Piggy. Mood-swing queen of the universe. Only being that snores louder than my hubby.
Horses: (Big Breath) Arno, Dude, Superstar, Pye, Chip, Whats his name (weanling, I can't remember what Dan named him), Sandy, Glory, Winnie, Bessie, Destiny, Goldie. I think I'm missing one. There are price tags on several (HINT HINT HINT)
Chickens: A bunch of non-laying hens and a herd of roosters. One duck named Ed that thinks he's a chicken. I don't really count them as pets.
Oh yeah, two kids and a hubby who also qualify as pets once in a while.
Lynn
(Whose feed bills exceed her grocery bill every day)
No happy friendly kitties that come up and cuddle with you on the deck. I'm so glad I have the dingo. 
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