I have always loved animals. When I was a kid I used to bring caterpillars into the house by the dozens to "raise them". Yes, my mother was thrilled. I was lucky enough to be raised on a beautiful farm in Maine, where we always had horses, dogs, cats, and the occasional bunny or hamster (RIP Bubbles). That love for animals, specifically a love for horses, continued on into adulthood. I now have two horses of my very own, and two goofy dogs. I would love to have a cat, but unfortunately the goofy dogs would eat it and the fiancee is allergic (or so he claims...). Like any other proud "parent" I love to show off my kids. So let me introduce you to the gang, in no specific order:
Finn, my lovable wolf/dingo/husky
Jett, AKA "The Weasel"
Baby Clem, the squirrel I raised (and released)
Darwin, my "special" OTTB, eyeballing his brother
Poppy, my future eventing star, is NOT amused by her dry lot