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the skunk when I was a kid at grandmas; Rascal the baby raccoon. 3 wabbits memorialized here, Killer, Peter and Polka dot, Henny the next white cat who's other name was "boiled egg'. Cooper the deaf australian shepard; Ah, William, the small black dog that I never saw poop or pee and who refused to come in the house, even if it was freezing. Rugby the kitten I pulled out of a car engine with 2 broken legs, her ears burned off and broken ribs.
Wow, the percherons and draft horses that pulled the sleigh in winter on my cousin's farm in Skaneatles; the crazy pony who would bite us if we tried to saddle her, but LOVED to be ridden bareback; Echo's Ginger Brandy, the Tennessee Walking horse that I watched being born; the pintos and paints; the barrel racers I walked; the cows we tipped or skated holding on tails... pigs, chickens, slaughtered, milked and who's eggs we stole; Rhonda and Aretha, my rhode island reds!!!!!
When I worked for Jack Hanna, can we count the madagascar hissing cockroaches; the pink kneed tarantula, the 4 foot long iguana, the king cobra or how about the legless snake I smuggled in my shirt on an airplane from Columbus to LA; the retarded snow leopard; the penguins from SD Zoo and the 9 wide rhinos I sort of lost for 13 days(but later found) in Rwanda during their civil war? I loved and or handled all those animals and more I've lost track of... Molly woddle Doodle Dog, the happiest little doggie in the whole wide world, the first maltese I had.
Bella the tabby cat, her babies, Pablo the conure, the countless finches, Bob, the macaw I fostered; the squirrels who lived in the avocado tree that came to the window feeder every day; the possums who came in to snack on the cat food; the 13 baby possums I pulled off a stinking dead carcass, even reaching into her putrid pouch to pull 2 more live babies out. Wow, how about the hummingbirds who will sit right in the window feeding while I'm only 1 foot away? Oh yeah, the baby hummingbird who fell from his nest below my window, and who I perched in a potted plant and left on my patio for his mom to find? She fed him there for 2 weeks until he could fly and came to stay with him night and day!
Blue my poor cocker aussie mix who finally couldn't control her impulses anymore and bit my wee Winky and broke her leg, (she tripped me too, and helped me dislocate my knee too!); the baby squirrel who fell from the tree and went to the vet; the 13 puppies in a trash bag found in a rain filled gutter one dark night turned over to the sheriffs to be nursed all night by the inmates; how about the chicken that was living on someone's balcony that was turned in who liked to sit on my desk; Joey my chihuahua dachsund mix who was returned to us a half dozen times for breaking out and running the streets, Boomer the giant african tortoise who weighed almost 50 lbs. Lola our new little pomeranian baby girl who rules the world! Oh oh oh my 27 koi in this last pond... Moby the big boy... what a grand pescado that one was!
Yes, I've had charge of a few critters in my day.. what a lucky gal I am!!!! THANKS for making remember what a great life I've lead filled with all these creatures, great and small.
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