I love critters. I can't help it. My whole family has a need for animal companionship in our lives. I grew up surrounded by life. My parents shared their home with a cat and a dog before my sister and I were born. My mom grew up cuddling kittens in the barn. My dad shares fond stories of a cat named Harvey Wallbanger and many dogs. My dad brought home snakes and other critters after going on a walk. My grandma once rescued a frog from a snakes mouth because she felt sorry for him. My grandparents brought a turtle and anoles back from their travels. At one time or another my parents house was home to a snake, three anoles, three rabbits, a cat, a dog, a turtle, an ant farm, a tank of fish, and the odd insect or knocked out bird.
I've come by my menagerie honestly. I share my love with two cats, a Robovski dwarf hamster, and a tank of fish. I'm at a low critter count right now. At one time or another we had six tanks of gerbils and hamsters, two tanks of fish, a newt and a toad, a bearded dragon, a rough green snake, an ant farm, and a praying mantis. I love being surrounded by life. I love providing for others. I love being able to nurture other lives.
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