As I write this, I have a dog on each side of me and my little rex cat snuggled under my arm.
Officially I live alone, but nothing could be further from the truth. I'm not a crazy cat lady. I have good friends and an active social life. However, I'm happiest scanning a rock pool or watching a dragonfly's aerobatic show. Lately I've been training my two dogs and it's pretty awesome being understood by another species even when it is just 'roll over'.
One of the things I like most about animals is how much I learn about them every day. I will never know absolutely everything about any single creature, giving animals an unquantifiable quality and an endless yet enjoyable challenge for the observer.
In contrast to some people, I can know more than I'd like to within five minutes.
Some are the well meaning individuals that try and set me straight on why I absolutely must have children and how much meaning and joy they will bring to me.
I am one of those people that will make more of a fuss over your cat than your new baby and will politely decline the honour of holding the squirmy, leaky little bundle. Admittedly I get on rather well with actual children once they are past the larval stage, but it doesn't make me want to create more little humans.