|One of our "Mac-Todd"s.|
The standard turtle name in our house.
|I forgot about the ducks....|
so you get to see him instead of turkeys....
|Emma, 2 Reds, Speckles,|
Patricia, & Skunk
|Pigs.......and then there will be bacon!|
Growing up, I was never really alone, unless I wanted to be. Mom and my siblings were usually around, and when they were not there was always a dog (or two), the cats (of varying numbers), chickens, and for a brief wonderful while, my horse, along with the animals we raised briefly for dinner: pigs for a few years, and turkeys for a couple. Even when I did seek solitude, very rarely was it without the companionship of another animate being, most notably Thyme, my dog; and after her untimely death, Auto, my horse. Such companions brought a sense of security and freedom. Their presence enabled me to spend many, many wonderful hours out in the neighbor's vast woods, because Mom knew neither Thyme nor Auto would allow anyone to do me harm. (For the record, I only ever saw two people in all of my wanderings, one of whom was a neighbor.)
|On The Autobahn|
Suffice it to say, after such a life, this solitude is stifling. Practically speaking, the apartment is no place for a dog (even if our pet allowance wasn't restricted to things living in tanks), the landlord is allergic to cats so Orion must stay in N.H, my husband says he doesn't want a chicken even if it does live in a tank...darn practicality! *sigh* But we must be practical. So my vote is currently going towards song-ish bird of some sort, if we can determine that "cage" is included in the word "tank". I guess we shall see...