I am not a bull but I have horns.
I am not an ass but I have a pack saddle.
Wherever I go, I leave silver behind me.

Who am I?

Two in a corner, one in a room, zero in a house, but one in a shelter. What am I?

I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?

Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red. What am I?

What is full of holes but still holds water?

When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?

You see me once in June, twice in November, and not at all in May. What am I?

Pronounced as 1 letter, And written with 3, 2 letters there are, and 2 only in me. I’m double, I’m single, I’m black blue and grey, I’m read from both ends, and the same either way. What am I?

What am I?

I make a loud sound when I’m changing. When I do change, I get bigger but weigh less. What am I?