How about a pet photo thread?
Piggy - crossed over the rainbow bridge a few years ago. I got her when I was living in Taiwan and brought her home to Minneapolis.
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mia, aka formerly fat cat or old lady
mira, aka the dim one or ding bat
and here they are together
dad still has the pride i grew up with
this is sweetie. i brought her home in november of 97 and she is the love of my heart
this is pearl (the lighter one) and vega. they both came from the one litter sweetie had
Jake and Luna camping out
Maizie and Dahlia sunbathing
now Dahli is showing signs of small airway disease. I think it was triggered by the extra batch of hay I got when I knew Maizie was coming. I usually try to stick to 1st cut, but this was a late buy so I had to take what I could get. 2nd cut is leafy, which even the nicest will have a higher mold spore content. So cough herbs for her with dinner for the foreseeable future.
Raven the insane demon kitty
And Symone, when I first got her she was so tiny her nickname was Little Bit, now I've had to change it to Little Bit Chubby
Here are the two of them together
I swear he thinks he's a dog. 
I don't know what does!
Cher
she gets annoyed when I am brushing her and am momentarily distracted by the TV 
Here's Jeoffry:
Milo wearing his Christmas tie:
Pixie in her hoodie:
We were able to dispense with the five-second rule when she was around.
I like to play with old fashioned chemical photography. My wife likes to adopt difficult dogs on death row.
This guy is from the animal shelter.
I hate it that certain dog breeds become fashionable for one reason or another, especially the more difficult dog breeds.
Huskies can be difficult. This is the dog who has destroyed our back yard. He's very strong and he likes to dig. He sheds immense quantities of fur too.
His previous owners couldn't handle him so they simply chained him up in their yard and mostly ignored him. That's illegal in our county, so he was taken away. His teeth are worn from chewing on his chain.
When we adopted him it was obvious he'd never been inside a house before.
He's got the husky nature of being sweet, or at least indifferent, to all humans, but he still forgets sometimes that it's not okay to mark things inside the house with pee.
He peed on the kitchen trash can just yesterday. When I yelled at him he looked at me like "What? There's nothing good in there to eat today. Just leaving a note."
Yes, he does like to dig through the trash, and that's among his least disruptive habits.
He also likes to sing whenever he hears the police sirens, which is several times a day in our community, and often in the middle of the night when everyone is trying to sleep. And then he always looks at us, when we are most annoyed with him, like he thinks we should be singing too.
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Of one of my black beauties (have two):
Showing us how to spend a cold winter day.
Cher
Showing us how to spend a nice spring day:
Cher
We named this kitty "Cosmo," but in reality, she's called "The Bonester" 'cuz she doesn't like to eat.
Cher
on a hot day in my office:
However, Chubster has gone on a diet and is no longer a chubster. She is a sister to The Bonester.
Cher
Such cuties! 
This is my current hairy beastie, Yoshi, playing with his leopard wiggly giggly ball...
This is my previous Akita, Boo, being unimpressed by snow and the only photo I was ever able to get of him looking even remotely dignified...
This is my first Akita, Kato, "helping" me make the bed which was one of our rituals that could take up most of the day... but it was the most fun way ever to make the bed...
This is Max, one of my next door neighbors' doggies wearing his "I'm so adorable, don't you want to give me a snack" expressions...
This is their other doggie, Rocko, whose still a puppy sitting on his "throne"...
And this is their previous beastie, Bubba, with their little girl... they had a very special bond from the day she was was born...
I have not been without a cat for decades and it feels odd sitting at the computer without at least one fur baby on my lap.
Our dear Skagit kitty, she died a week ago. Cannot talk about her yet, she was so precious to both of us.
This is good old Phoebe cat, a feral who took me a long long time to tame and acclimate to house-living. She died six months ago, still spunky but so loving to the very end.
Here is my sweet little Joey, passed more than a year and I still miss her so.
And he is all we have left now, our beloved collared dove, Teka, who will soon turn 16 years old.
Thanks for the thread, geardaddy! I love seeing everyone else's kids.