I was going to write a full post, but my husband's cat decided she was more important. Her name is Domo. My husband found her and named her, so yah. Here she is, blocking my keyboard.
Our modest house is full at the moment, so the two puppies in our future will have to wait until we have a new home.
Did I mention I am a total pet person? I could own a zoo and still not be content with the number of animals I get to love on. There are only a few exceptions of animals I would want to care for - horses, birds, and more reptiles. I went through a lot of reptiles as a child, they're fun - but a lot of work and they take up a lot of space with their terrariums. I'd make an exception for snakes, they're so cool - but that's a BIG no-no for Hubster. I also just have no interest in horses or birds. Exception to the exception are raptors. Later in life, my husband and I would love to apprentice as falconers. Not gonna lie, I also just look forward to saying I have raptors at my home. Because you know people first think of dinosaurs!
So yeah, now you know my deep dark secret - I would totally be an animal hoarder, except not, but only because it isn't healthy for the animals.
Is it weird that I really want goats? The idea of milking them and making my own cheese is just SO tempting.
I need a pet farm that has high speed internet and is within 15 minutes of a big city. I could totally turn it into a petting zoo, how awesome would that be?!
I'm just going to stop now, I need to switch the laundry over.