0.3 cats (Dot, Mirabelle, and Luna)
3.0 platies (Dave, Steve, and Zipper)
0.0.1 molly that my dad got for the tank thinking it was a platy (Bananabolt)
In the past there was a 1.0 swordtail that was also a case of mistaken identity, who died of old age I believe as it was a good 2 years, and a mixed school of 0.0.3 each of Sterbai corydoras and unknown albino corydoras that died because even when we tried algae wafers specifically for them, the little "platrahnas" and swordtail ate all of their food so they starved to death.
This is all at dad's. At mom's, the landlord won't let us have any animal, even though our neighbors have cats and dogs and such. We briefly kept sowbugs in a little enclosure as they were all over our house in the winter, to release in spring. We got yelled at for even that, and for the rest of winter, the sowbugs were secret. There are some neighborhood cats (notably a really friendly one named Max), chipmunks, eastern cottontails, and cedar waxwings that visit, for what it's worth.
What I can't have even at dad's? No poultry. None. You have to have 10 freaking acres to own chickens. It's really sad, because I'm a bird fanatic and I just know that my life would be so much more happier if I could just escape to my yard after yet another day that sucks to meet with a bunch of colorful chickens, ducks, and other friends. Heck, if I really was zoned for this, maybe even some goats. As it stands, though, I guess I just have to remain unhappy.