Michael, my youngest, is an animal lover. Recently he has decided that he wants to be a vet. I think that is a good career for him as animals tend to respond well to him.A couple of weeks before school let out in May, I got a text from a friend that we carpool with. It said, “you should come in to see the chickens.” Chickens? Sure enough, chickens. Babies. Three of them. I still don’t know why they got chickens, but they did. As pets (Can you see the mystified look on my face? If you can’t, trust me it is there.).
I am not an animal lover. It isn’t that I hate animals. I just don’t care for them. Except for dogs. Probably because I grew up with dogs. But as you know, from reading past postings, I don’t care for the hamster (we are down to one). I do have a fish, but he isn’t a touchy, feely type of pet. He is relaxing to watch and requires minimal care.