Ok, I have:
Fish - a little koi carp, 2 silver orfs. We had one with no eyes that died the other day. We bought 3 babies but one of them already died.

rabbits - we have two bunnies. One is a chocolate and the other an agouti. Mine is the agouti, Daisy, my little sisters is the chocolate one called Rose. Last year, her rabbit(the naughtier of the two) escaped for about a MONTH, or maybe even more. She survived in the wild for all that time while we tried to catch her until one day she was in our little area by the back door that is fenced off from the rest of the garden. Mum was sure the gate was open before but now it was closed. Guess our guardian angel decided to catch our bunny for us!

terrapins - we have 2 terrapins (turtles). Mine is Squirtle and My sisters is David. They are getting pretty big, and David is the bigger of the two. Her one bit her finger and wouldn't let go once. And he was outside and we couldn't find him, but later on i found him again.
dogs - Long story. We have this dog, Jay, a GSD x collie. He is a very loyal and friendly dog, but he is what I would describe as the moluccan cockatoo of the dog world, lololol:32: he needs constant reassurance and is somewhat neurotic. He has a separation anxiety problem, and when he goes on walks he gets really excited and will be barking and howling and making annoying noises while we are walking down the street(everybody normally stops and stares) lol.
But recently he had quite an amazing adventure. We were on holiday in Cornwall for a week (which, for the record, is 300-and-something miles from home). We brought Jay with us of course. We weren't supposed to leave dogs in the cottage but we left him while we just popped out. Well, we came back to a note under a rock saying "so sorry, but you had left Jay with the run of the whole house(upstairs etc) so I locked him in the conservatory. He then forced open a window and now I can't catch him!" She had apparently chased him in her car, so it was no wonder that he bolted. He wanted to find us. He was in a strange place, without his family and a stranger - he had to find us. She said he had gone feral, but we believed it was rubbish. We were devastated. We looked all around for him that day. There was no sign of him. There was a storm that night. We feared the worst. But the next day, when my dad and I went out looking for him, there was a woman in her car saying "careful, there's a dog on the loose"! We turned the corner, and there he was, covered from head to tail in mud and rainwater. We tried calling him, but he just kept running, and he bolted all the way across a field. That was the day we were leaving. We actually had to leave without our dog. But we put him on a dogslost site, he had his own facebook page, we put up signs round the neighbourhood and his story was even in their local paper. We had people phoning us up from all over the area saying that they had seen him. We even went down there again and stayed in a cottage offered for free by a lovely couple so we could look for him for two nights, but we weren't so lucky.
Eventually We got a puppy, a GSDx rottweilerxmastiff called jude. But he was nowhere near as good as Jay.(I have to admit he can be a major pain in the butt sometimes though still is loving).
Jay was missing for 11 weeks before we got him back. Someone phoned saying they had put a trap up for him but it hadn't been working. They fixed the trap and it caught him! So we were going to go down but waddayaknow? Our car wouldn't start. So the mechanic came out. Next day it started and we were going down to get our dog. You wouldn't believe how relieved he was to see us again! He wasn't overly excited, but he just came crying to us as if saying, "you finally cmae back for me!" When we went inside the cottage that had been converted from a barn, he would come to each of us in turn, first mum, then dad, then me, then my sister, then back to mum again. He just couldn't believe his luck! After making his rounds, he nosed around in the bag and found his ball, and asked to play ball with us. (He has always been a major football fanatic. There's nothing he loves more than a little kickabout and his head is in the game!) He remembered us. And there's that woman saying he'd gone feral! As if! He was looking for us all along. He was on their local news again. It felt so good to stroke him and hold him again. We stayed with Jay in the cottage on the day the world was due to end, and we brought him home just in time for christmas. The next day, we were due to go home, but our departation was delayed because my mums car wouldn't start again. Mum had to join the RAC for £100-something! But it was worth it to get our dog back.
Jay is now happily at home again, and well... Nothing's changed. He's the same dopey dog he always was, and me? Well, we're just glad to have him home.
