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And you thought this journal was all-pet-photos-all-the-time before I got my new camera...

Meet the zoo. For the first time ever, I think, headshots of all of the nonhuman critters in my keeping in one post! Some of them are, alas, not the best, because new camera hates Camp Meeker's lighting only a little bit less than every other camera I've tested it on, but I took every last one of them today.

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Pryderi, my beloved. Powerful, sensitive, moody, complex, and aging.

Jezebel. Sweet, silly, affectionate, still reminds you that she's mostly wolf now and again.

Little Rogue of Earthsea. Awesome little dog, somewhat more somber since Kestrel left.

Outlaws Cobalt Gambit is a puppy, but he'll get over that eventually.

Basts Pouncival Titanium Tiger. You can take the tiger out of the jungle, but they just bring it in with them. He's plotting eating my rabbit in this pic. I still cringe at the fact that I have a cat named Tiger (how original!) but Pouncival didn't stick...and if any cat earned the name, it's this one.

Magic is made of purrs and love and drool.

Nocturne is a teeny little kitty with a super-adorable teeny meow, and also a teeeeeny little brain.

Bindi the velveteen lop really is as soft as she looks in this picture. Softer.

Fishies! Silver dollars Shine, Shimmer, Spot and Silver, betta Sapphire, pictus cat Comfort and plecostomus Harmony. What? You can so name fish.

Miz Kaya Aphrodite. Clever, sly, gentle little parrot. Birdgeeks, check out how her shoulders really don't have the usual Meyer's yellow epatulets. Kaya is a Poimuttbird!

Gavin. Quick, fun, snuggly, full of conure 'tude. I just wish he'd leave his darn chest feathers alone.

Dux. Felix (who I am tempted to rename Methuselah), Josephine and Vivienne. The dux were not in a photogenic mood today, I fear, but I did at least get an adequate shot of all three.

Marilyn lays the prettiest green eggs.

This picture pretty much sums up Wild Blue's personality. When you are a small chicken, you must remain ever vigilant.

Delphi, being all lovely and graceful. I'll post the really cute 'nakey pics tomorrow. He's in the middle of shedding (which he has never ever done all in one piece like snakes ought), which explains why he refused his rat last week.

Tami Sue, my dear old friend.

Dancer continues to startle me with what a really shockingly good horse he is. Just the right combination of lightness and excitement tempered by calm willingness to listen. I swear, he's almost worth keeping a stud entirely on the basis of his personality, and I really hope he passes it to his get. I guess we're about to find out...

Bey Breeze the doompony is going to foal, like, any second now. Her udder has been bagged up for several days and seemed even moreso this afternoon when I checked in on her. She is also, reportedly, being even more cranky and bitchy than usual. She was perfectly sweet to me, but then she and I have a series of agreements about that.