I love animals. Big, small, cute, not so cute, I simply love animals.

My favorite animals that I am legally allowed to own are dogs. We have had dogs as far back as I can remember.  My home would feel empty without one.

If I could own any animal in the world, my number one pick would be an elephant. They smile all the time, are intelligent, strong, brave, and loyal. The way they come together when one of them is in danger is amazing. 

For about 2 years or more, while driving to a local town for doctor's appointments, I pass a house that owns a donkey. Every time I drove past the house, I'd roll down my window and yell, "Hello, Dominic!" No, I didn't know his name. I just remember it from a song about and Italian Christmas donkey. 

My sisters, having the same doctor as me, also drove past our little donkey friend a lot. One day, when we were all together, my older sister, drove up in the home's drive, found the owner, and asked if we could say hi to the donkey. Not only did he say yes, he told us anytime!

 

At least every other week, we go and visit, Kirby (his real name) and take him carrots. I have to tell you, I am in love.

He is so cool. I even forgive him for biting me during our first meeting. Well, if the blame falls anywhere, it's with me.

 
PSA: Do not approach a strange animal and assume you can pet it. Even if you think you're Dr. Dolittle like I do.

 

Kirby and I laugh about it now, what with us being old friends now. 

Are you an animal lover? Do you own one?

(You know, I don't like saying own, because they are part of the family to me.)

My younger sister and I currently have just one pet. 

Our Chiweenie, Emma Belle aka Emmy.

She has been a source of constant love and joy.

Not exactly pets, we also have the "freeloaders". These consist of 3 (that we know of) stray cats, Binks and Miss Kitty, and one that has never let us get close enough to name him or her.

The other freeloaders are birds. Lots and lots of birds. We put out bird feeders about a month ago. Seriously, it's like one bird told four friends, and those birds told ten friends, and those birds told . . . you get the idea. 

Gospel truth, the day of the yard sale we had a couple of weeks ago, my sister Tammie and I noticed a lot of birds flying overhead. Nothing strange about that, but I joked that the freeloaders wanted breakfast. She said they'd have to wait until the yard sale was set up.

She turned around to face the house and she got this strange look on her face. She told me to look on the roof. From left to right, the whole length of the house, there were birds sitting there and watching us. 

Needless to say, Tam stopped what she was doing and went and filled the bird feeders.

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Well my dear friends, this post was way longer than I had planned. I thought about going back and editing it, but I thought it was good to show you, me. In person, I ramble when I talk. I ramble to the point where people's eye glaze over. Seriously! I think it has something to do with my bipolar, but it's part of me, so you got it today full blast. 😉😜

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