We didn't stay in one place much and my Mom was in no mood for pets... Buttt... a group of us, the rag tag kid's, walked all over the city when we were very young, so no matter the address we always managed to meet up somewhere. If we could annoy which ever 'adult' was in charge on Saturday enough by NOT leaving at dawn and gone til dusk, we could often wrangle at least 15 cents and a go away. We would hit the matinee at 12th and Penn Theater for a dime and purchase penny candy with the nickle... and THEY gave away cute little baby, live, animals at intermission by calling your ticket stub number. I must have won that thing a dozen time's over a few years, which is strange because I haven't won anything since. I took home bunnies and baby chicks of all the colors of the rainbow and once a duck! My mom would get soooo mad but I always did the taking care of until inevitably they got to big to have in tiny house's in the city and off we would go, animal in tow, to the Zoo where we would release them at the pond or garden's or what ever was deemed acceptable. I also brought home a ridiculous amount of chameleons with little strings around their necks. My grandfather was a Shriner and once a year he would load all the rag tags up and off to the Shrine Circus, which is where they sold the chameleons. Of course there were june bugs, lightening bugs, and various toad's, frogs and turtles.