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At least you obviously avoided the worst trap of all: A wife.
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I thought the rabbit was the wife (honey bunny)
BREAKING FAKE NEWS: Trump told the truth!
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The wife isn't a pet. You just pet her... 
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I didn't know dragon qualifies as pet 
Skipper: We'll fix it.
Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?
Skipper: Grit, spit and a whole lotta duct tape.
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Dragons need more time to mature (which you never ever should tell them). By the time they have earned the title 'old dragon' they have become mothers in law for some other unfortunate guy.
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I think I hear someone rotating in his grave - at relativistic speed.
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The bunny?
BREAKING FAKE NEWS: Trump told the truth!
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I would have a purely recursive pet. An antelope. 
... such stuff as dreams are made on
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I own a parrot (a turquoise-fronted amazon[^]).
Well, when I got married my wife came with a parrot to be more precise...
It is a clever and wonderful animal, but as it comes from a special recovery program in Argentina, therefore we don't know if it's a Mr. or a Mrs.
It speaks a lot.
It wants somebody close always.
Loves to destroy things.
My wife plays with it as a dog or a cat (in the couch and other places). I can't as it gets nervous and attacks me.
Shower time is party time! it loves being under the water.
Easy to maintain.
But you have to be careful... there are some meals that are venom (i.e. chocolate).
You can "walk"/"fly" it if you can convince it to wear a harness.
Sometimes while sleeping it falls down to the bottom of the cage... We still don't know why... we guess it doesn't know it either.
The biggest problem is when you need to answer a phone call or similar and it wants to speak too...
It is not a cheap animal.
It is easy in terms of obligations (you have to clean the cage once per week).
It opens it's feathers in order to allow our fingers to reach its skin while petting it.
I've seen my wife petting it and the parrot almost falling asleep.
So answering your question... no other pet I guess... usually those little boys live for 80 or more years so... probably the question should be which human will have it after we die... 
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We had a turtle for 20 years (no idea how old it was when it died - at least 28).
Had it not died, we were going to give it to one of our kids so their kids can have the same pet their (mommy/daddy) did. Not same kind, but same one, seemed kind of neat.
Easy maintenance. Practically none. Eats anything, although, unfortunately, since it was not a tortoise, it needs whole live food often to maintain its health. It's also quite a bit faster on its feet than a tortoise; quite a bit, indeed.
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A pity it died... it would have been nice!
I understand the maintenance part, and if someday it runs you can catch it easily...
Did you got the live food in the shop or you were hunting yourself?
If you named it Subversion you will become my personal hero.
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I didn't name it - and it was bought without my permission or knowledge (wife+kids did it).
As for the live food? I went out at dusk, flashlight, cup, and chopsticks, as "The Great White Hunter", and gathered slugs, snails, and worms.
In the summer, when he had quite the appetite, I ultimately nearly cleaned up the neighborhood of the (large spotted) slugs - traveling ever further to find a new colony. Interesting that I got this job for maintaining there beast.
In the winter, we let the house drop to 62 F (ca. 17 C) while we were out and he'd go into a semi-hibernation, eating and drinking next to nothing. Sometimes he'd warm up, escape from his 'place' (he was an amazing escape artist) and explore until he got too cold - whereupon he stopped wherever he was until found, retrieved, and put back in his place. This, without sand, was "His Place"[^]
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Power Puff Boy wrote: Which pet would you have?
I'm a dog-person who owns a cat. Its name translates to "Well done".
The mother of a friend had a small piglet in the house, which is a nice idea. Always keep your bacon near 
Bastard Programmer from Hell
If you can't read my code, try converting it here[^]
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I'd get a Commodore
Low maintenance.
I'd rather be phishing!
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I had two of them but couldn't get them to breed. I suppose one of them had to be female, dammit!
- I would love to change the world, but they won’t give me the source code.
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The one I saw most certainly had slit for insertion of ... well, whatever.
And I saw another one that had a joystick, with sort of a ball on top.
So I guess you cold have found the right stuff if you had shopped around a little more.
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Maximilien wrote: Low maintenance.
Indeed. You only need to feed it 2 Apples a day. 
Marc
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bird - cheap cheap. (Downside: can't house train a bird.)
Sin tack
the any key okay
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I have a small Indian manservant don't you know.
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I had really, really expected you to buy one of them blue dogs 
Bastard Programmer from Hell
If you can't read my code, try converting it here[^]
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My cat would be called Schrodinger and might live in a box.
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I always were wondering: If none can hear the scream from the cat, is it then a scream?
And if you have no way to know whether the cat is alive, capable of screaming, or not, is then the uncertaintly about the existence of the the scream at a higher level than if the (possibly) screaming cat is just out of hearing distance of any other animal?
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I have three.
Bacchus is a male greyhound, named for the Greek and Roman god of whine (he doesn't bark). Hera is a female greyhound, named for Zeus' wife (she's the alpha of the pair). Both dogs are rescues from the dog racing community.
The third is Canada, a long-haired white female cat of advanced years and somewhat surly demeanor.
I'm a pet person, and I love all three. I'll always have a pet of some kind.
Software Zen: delete this;
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