My first pet that I remember from my childhood was a dog (labrador-german shepard cross) called Ceasar. We had him for a number of years but he was always on a chain due to him always running away. I remember when we moved house one time, the first chance he got, he ran a couple of suburbs to find his way back to the old place. Very impressive. Naughty but impressive. He finally got picked up by my Uncle to go to a 'pig farm'. It was not till years later that I found out it was really the 'pig farm in the sky'. Even as a teenager, I did not take it well. OK, lets move on. Over the years, I had a number of creepy pets that I liked to catch from the rivers and ponds. I had frogs for a while until they escaped. My mother was finding frog skeletons around the house for months. I also had what I called 'creepy crawlies'. They were like little crayfish or lobsters I guess. I did not have those ones very long, as they did not take too kindly to the still water of my little fish tank. Ooopp...