I will go with two:

1)my puppy of course!  We lost our little Daschund, Missy, a few weeks before Christmas.  R and I knew it was coming and toyed with the idea of getting a puppy.  We debated between a bulldog and a pug.  One night R was looking at breeders in the area and he stumbled across one not too far away.  I saw Shinobi and just fell in love.  He is the cutest thing, with his little wrinkley face, and big eyes.  I take him outside and he will do his thing and then just stare at me, telling me, “Come on lady, take me in already!”  He is gaining weight, and his chubby little tummy is so cute!

2) in the wild probably a shark.  They are so graceful, but completely tuned to their environment.  They act on instinct, and their strength is just phenomenal.  “Jaws” is one of my top 10 movies of all time, and probably one of the only movies that really scared me.