If you could have one mystical pet what would it be?

Who wouldn’t want a tribble?

Toss a bunch of them in the bedroom with the right woman and some food and I’d never leave!

Well…I suppose I could glue a spiral horn to one of the horses foreheads and viola…instant Unicorn.
I already have a goose that loves me, I am Leda and the Swan personified as it is. lol

Baby dragon.

Wasn’t there “the trouble with tribbles”, @LuckyGuy?

I’m going with Puff. The Magic Dragon.
Low maintenance, pleasant, and people would pay good money to view. Puff loves attention.

The tribbles ate the food, but it was poisoned by the Klingons and made them sick But it tipped off Spock and Kirk. I want a baby dragon too. When it grows up we’ll fly around together.

@chyna: and name him Lockheed?

I would like one of whatever Sweetums the Muppet is. Just to have him follow me around.

Okay…in all seriousness ( shit, do we have to be serious ) I want the mythical, magical, Pegasus! A flying horse, now what could be more awesome than that!?

@Coloma My dragon will flame your ass out of the sky.

@Adirondackwannabe My horse will kick the shiit out of your dragon. lol

@Adirondackwannabe

Read all about Pegasus and his battle with the fire breathing Khimaira. Your dragon is toast. lol

www.theoi.com/Ther/HipposPegasos.html

Puff the Magic Dragon just wants harmony.

^And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Hanalei

Haha…you two!

I’d like a house elf like Dobby. That would be so helpful.

A Jabberwock

or perhaps a Bandersnatch, although I think penicillin pretty well eliminated those

The first thing that comes to mind is a direwolf.

A fuck billed twattypuss ✅

What could be nicer than jumping into a pile of the furry critters? I’d seal the room off and surround it with a moat so they didn’t escape. It would look like a combination bouncy castle/ball crawl with dark lighting, and reserved for semi-naked adults.

A dragon.

A Frodo Baggins that didn’t bite.

I’d have a phoenix. A homing phoenix. And I’d call him Robert, because when he gets home, Robbie burns.

(ETA: I can;t claim to own this joke, its from a poem by Les Barker)

@downtide How do you know it isn’t Robert Browning?

Or Robert RED-ford?

A luck dragon like Falcor in the Neverending Story. He was basically a flying dog!

A tiny dog kitten that could fit into my pocket. (I’d have a dog-kitten since then, I couldn’t be called a cat or dog person) and if it fitted in my pocket it would have small poops.

EDIT: I read as fantasy pet. haha.