It was a seemingly normal childhood. We aways had a dog, sometimes 2 (maybe 3 once?). There were the occasional snakes and unknown bug nests. Who knew that you could have a praying mantis nest in a jar for months and the one time you leave the lid off the little buggers would hatch and invade? So while I was never without some sort of nonhuman companion it wasn't like I was used to having a small zoo in the house.
So how is it that I have come to live with, and love, so many creatures? Hell, I don't know. This isn't psychotherapy.
All of the animals living here are interesting. They all contribute something to my life and I will attempt to give each of them a chance to tell their story here.
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