Growing up there was an incident with a pot-bellied pig in the front yard. In college there were the bats in the dorm and the bevy of birds in my apartment. Several years ago while driving to work, a mouse crawled out of the hood and appeared on the windshield. Last year a squirrel was hanging out in my living room when I got home from work. Today I came home and there was a bird in my garage.
There are also two neighborhood cats, who happen to be doppelgangers of my two cats, that insist on sleeping on my deck. This causes much ruckus in my home and inappropriate naughty behavior.
Why does this happen to me? I never handle it well. Sure, I like animals, but generally domesticated ones.
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