Family pets

This probably isn't a complete list. But it's a start. :)

1. Beauty: She was a German-shepherd-type dog. All I really remember about her is that when we'd use the swings in the backyard -- the first swings, up closer to the back of the house -- she would nip at our feet. She may have been gone by the time Mike arrived on the scene, or a couple years later.
2. Puff, or Snowball: One of these was ours, one was Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop's. Both big white muscular male cats who lived outdoors. The one that lived with us obviously had a chip on his shoulder: he'd come home periodically battered and bruised and scratched, ears torn up, like that.
3. Jolie: The one that everyone will surely remember. Black French poodle, groomed according to the conflicting vagaries of season, human whimsy, and probably whether or not there was enough spare change at the moment. (The groomer who cut her hair was down on Orchard St., close to the end of Vine I think -- by the Archuts (sp.?) and the Bells.)
   
4. Bootsie: The Whore of Delanco. Black cat, white "boots" (hence the name). There may have been a few weeks in her life when she wasn't preggers.
5. Bear: Bootsie's daughter -- the only one born in a litter by herself, and subject to certain... problems possibly as a result of the only-child syndrome. One eye sealed shut. Persian-type gray fur, big fluffy tail, dumb as dirt. When Bootsie and Bear had litters roughly concurrently, Bear had no idea what was going on and left to Bootsie the kittens' care and feeding. (Bear was the one giving birth the time Cindy called Mom over at the ZLC office: "Mom, Bear's having kittens and she's just walking around and they're coming out and I don't know what to do....!")
6. We gave names to all/most of Bootsie's and Bear's kittens (Jack Roberts helped). I don't remember any of them, though, except possibly "Sloopy Cat."
7. Wimble: Orange cat. Named for Wart Wimble in the "Tumbleweeds" comic strip. I think this is the one who used to run around the house and launch himself at the top of Dad's recliner, rebounding into the middle of the living room.
8. A succession of dogs followed Jolie: Patches (this is the one which John Kugler said was "socially maladjusted" -- would leap frantically and excitedly up the bottom-dutch-door thing to the kitchen, and always seemed to be, well, menstruating), Max, Sadie (? - the manic one who kept, like, leaping through screens and such).
9. Hamsters. Don't remember any of their names. Just remember the one who escaped and was eventually found, crucified, in the spokes of a bicycle in the basement.
10. Numerous parakeets. There was one couple named Adam and Eve (hard to think of more ludicrous names for parakeets), and then there was Penny (who had some kind of special but bizarre bond with Cindy: "Peeennny...!" "Tweet!" "Birrrrrd...!" "Tweet!" and so on, ad infinitum).
11. Fish -- always goldfish? -- and little turtles. One of the latter had a name, I think.
12. In some ways I think the ultimate NJ Simpsons pet was Gandalf: big (BIG) grey and white cat. Surly disposition. You could say his name, then hold up your hand in a claw-like way and Gandalf would draw back his lips, displaying his teeth fiercely, and maybe hissing. To Dad's (possibly pretend) chagrin, for some reason liked to sleep against or on top of Dad's bare feet.

Who'd I miss?

Oh, and a real trivia question: Where did we actually feed all the dogs and cats? For the life of me I can't remember any pet bowls in the kitchen. In the basement, maybe?