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Randomness alert . . .

This is for the pet owners on my friendslist;

If your pet were a person what kind of person would they be?
What kind of job would they have? What would fill their days?
Would they be romantic, brave, shy, funny, optimistic.
Would they be an activist, a capitalist, a born again christian?

I think my orange boy would be in charge of his neighbourhood block watch and a armchair athlete.
He'd be nosy and a bud-in-sky.

My dark long-haired girl would be that crotchety old lady who yells at kids to "stay-off-my-lawn!"
She'd have a smoker's cough and hate everybody.

My fluffy grey/cream girl would be a frazzled diner waitress with a bad back-combed do and sensible shoes.
She'd be timid and bi-polar.


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Jan. 23rd, 2009 09:01 am (UTC)
Tex, my old grey man who be the pensioner who spends most of his time dozing in a chair, before suddenly jumping up and dancing a jig, long straggly hair flying, eyes wide, and grinning so wide, then needing to sleep again.

Freesia, my dignified lady who sits primly in a chair, hair just so and watches out of the window, taking note of the goings on that are so beneath her.

Milo. He'd be a couch potato, bowl of crisps on his lap, pop at hand, his feet propped on a cushion as he watches tv. When he does move he's clumsy and tends to knock things over, but he's always so happy no one cares.

Tinker. An emo teen who hides in her room and veers between giving hugs and then snapping that she hates you before storming out of the room, slamming the door on the way.

Pansy. The hyperactive toddler that exhausts you as she gets out every toy and then plays with a box. Then falls asleep on the floor, head pillowed on her hand, so all you can do is cover her in a blanket and smile.

Jan. 23rd, 2009 12:02 pm (UTC)
awwww. These descriptions are wonderful! I love your pet-people.
Jan. 23rd, 2009 01:39 pm (UTC)
Sami (my dog) would be a 2-year old high on sugar. "OH! YOU'RE HOOME! OH! CAR RIDE! OH! THE CAT IS HITTING MY FACE WITH CLAWS! OH! YOU'RE STILL HOME!" :D

Cali would be a teenager. "Hey! Wanna play? Oh noes you're winning, I don't wanna play anymore." *sulk*

Frankie *points to icon* would be the grandfather sitting in the corner glaring at the other two and talking about how much harder it was when he was a kitten and "you think that's a catfight? No, THIS is a catfight" before curling up for a nap in front of the TV.
Jan. 25th, 2009 05:14 pm (UTC)
OMG! These descriptions are adorably hilariously . Catfight!
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