I hate animals in my house and see "pet" ownership tantamount to slavery. Frequently I liberate my differently covered brothers from their compound and return them to the wild where they belong. Boxes of kittens and a plethora of puppies are right now learning the ways of their ancestors and making their way in the Rocky Mountains, shedding the evils of mens domestification and supposed comforts... Don't fall for the big, sad eyes and feigned helplessness. They are smarter than you think... And music is a lie. And flowers are the greatest of all deceivers, just waiting to take over the planet...
(I don't have any critters at the moment, and maybe its making me a little bitter...)
