Keeping Animals

means you are constantly exposed to God's sense of humor.
The top dual purpose dog love of your life that turns out sterile.
The best horse you ever owned developing "heaves".
Your pick puppy turns out undershot.
Your pick puppy is the only one that dies from some stupid one celled organism.
The only medicine that will save your pet will also destroy its growth plates.
Your favorite dog the one you'd like to bury with your own bones kills your favorite cat.
You get to bury your favorite pets, and some really good humans along the way.

I'm kind of wallowing around in morbid thoughts right now, guess I better go feed the baby goat. It's hard to be unhappy when you are bottle raising little ruminants.