MY FIRST PETS. As far as I remember myself, our family has always had a pet. When I was two years old I remember we had a Pekinese dog. I don't remember what it looked like and only family's pictures keep that memory. Then that dog disappeared. My mom told to someone that it had been driven over when it ran up to the driveway near our house. Later, I remember how me and my mom went to a neighbour's house and chose a puppy of another pekineses dog. I even remember there were four or five puppies in the litter. The dog named Azah had lived with us for four years. She was a pretty, combative and jealous dog. She didn't like children and silently hated me. Along with Azah, we had a big dog that guarded our yard. His name was Dick. I used to dance tango with him and gave a name to my plush dog in his honour. Unfortunately, destiny of the 'Dick-toy' was not the best. He had been lost and torn apart in the preschool's backyard. The dog's destiny was not better. He had been taken out in an unknown direction and only God knows what happened to him. THE EPOCH OF TWO AZAHS After Dick my family adopted a bitch and named her Azah. This way the era of two Azahs began. The big Azah was gay, playful and like Dick she was a great tango dancer. The epoch of two Azahs had terminated when we moved to a new flat. The small one we took with us and the tango dancer Azah remained in the old house. I had been longing for her for the first time, but then I got used to living within four walls with no dances anymore. MURZIK'S HOUR Along with the dogs we had parrots and cats. When I was a toddler we had a parrot named Petrushka and a cat named Murzik. Murzik was an active and genuinely friendly cat, he was attached to our family. He used to accompany my dad to work and meet him when he came home. Murzik always slept with me and tolerated my mischief and mockeries over him. When I played Harry Potter flying on my broom the cat darted to and fro. I also left him in the chest of drawers so that he couldn't escape anywhere when I had my lunch. I tried to bath the cat. He has endured everything and remained loyal to our family. Unfortunately, when we moved to a new flat he remained in the old house and died like Hatiko waiting for my dad from work. Petrusha was a friendly budgerigar. He used to walk on the floor, land on shoulders and have dinner with us. He trusted to every member of my family, but died from Mursik's paws. That's how I knew that cats don't eat birds but strangle them. The era of the first adopted pets was over. REVOLUTIONARY TIMES IDEOLOGICAL SHIFT RIVALRY. ANARCHY. CHAOS. As I already mentioned, we only took jealous Azah to the new house. She kept on silently hating me and only loved my parents. My mum is in love with flat snouts. Having seen a flat-snout kitten in the hands of one of the women in the pet store she couldn't help buying it. Thus Murka got in our home. She was a typical playful cat and was always chased by Azah. She massaged me and as all cats she extremely hated baths. After six months we found out that her snout wasn't flat. At the same time my mum brought a new parrot home. It was a cockatiel. I gave him a name Kesha. Kesha and his girlfriend Ksyusha didn't live long with us. His girlfriend was accidentally killed by at the doorway and Kesha was given to an other family. CONSTANT CHANGE (CHAOS) From the day Kesha was given away my family adopted and gave pets away all the time: budgerigars, AZah, Murka, other cockatiels. Finally, from the last couple of cockatiels one chick remained in my home. A new cat, this time with a genuine flat snout got adopted. THE END OF TURMOIL The new and the last cat's name is Timothy. She was supposed to be a male Persian cat, but the reality turned out to be unique. Over the time her bullocks didn't grow and we realised that she's a girl. That's how a female cat got borne a male name. My friends mocked her many times for that and they told to others that I have a he-she cat. Unlike to all my previous cats Timothy is quite a lazy one. She sleeps most of time and only wakes up when she wants to eat or take a crap. Along with Timothy my relatives gave me a Chihuahua puppy Milka. She is a playful and barking dog. Unlike to Azah she loves children and we cheerfully play together in the playground. Sometimes, we also go to the training camp and jump and run there. She performs different commands such as "Sit down", "Lie down", "Voice, "Stand up" and "Dance". From the last couple of cockatiels a chick remained. Without thinking for too long I've named him Petrusha. This Petrusha loves me. He plays on my shoulders, eats with me, plays agar and watches YouTube. I will do my best to watching these pets carefully and won't let them to be given away, forgotten or killed.