When I was a kid I always wanted a dog but (a) we always lived in apartments and (b) my dad was deathly allergic to any warm blooded animals (including my mother and brother and me, as we were to find out when he flew the coop), so as far as pets went the usual furry things were out, and I had everything, fish, hermit crabs, snakes, lizards (anoles, geckos, curlytails), newts, frogs, salamanders, crawdads, a batallion of box turtles, a gigantic praying mantis for some reason... you name it. Of course eventually just about every land animal got loose in the apartment and lived in the drapes or the sleeper sofa, which led to my mother insisting no more pets but somehow I always managed to talk her into one more lizard. Now at age 30 I have a cat (an unplanned kitten rescue, now going on 7 years), 1 redeared slider and 3 crested geckos, a small family for a small manhattan apt. But someday I might just get that dog, if the rest of the family permits.

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