Some people were born outrageous animal lovers. I was not. My parents granted my brother and me the obligatory pets: a poodle, turtle, parrot, rabbit, and cat. But when any of them died, they were replaced faster than we could dry the tears on our face. “Mom, what happened?” “The rabbit got out and the dog next door killed it.” “(Crying) Oh, no…. Redeye!” “Don’t worry. Here’s a new one.” I looked at the bunny my dad was handing me: it was white and also had red eyes. Huh. I …read more