Snow white has a little sister: me

Remember Disney's classic movie Snow White? Remember how all she had to do was hold out her hand and a million forest animals would be at her finger tips ready to play step and fetch? That's me, I have never met an animal I did not like, except for this really annoying Chihuahua-Doxie mix named Miley (the name was really fitting) but she attacked my dog so of course I'm not gonna like her much, anyway. For example when I tripped over our Basset Charlotte and she bit my neck you would think I would be begging for my parents to get rid of her and promise to never get another dog again right? Well I was begging and crying alright but not for Charlotte to go, I wanted to keep her! Up until then I never had an animal bite me. When we moved to Florida our neighbor down the street's dogs loved me and our new dog, Tink. After living there for a while we moved back up here and moved in with my grandma. My grandma had all of these feral (house pets that were raised without human contact) cats. I still remember what each and every one (that I saw) looked like. There was one with white fur with brown and black spots, I named this one Kibble because it looked like the bottom of a bowl with a few bits of kibble in it. Then there was Baby who looked like a kitten even though she was an adult she was cream with a light tan face and she had blue eyes. Her paws were the same color as her face. Then there was Batman and his brother Thief. Batman was black with a white face mask and Thief was a gray version of Batman. Thief outlived Batman. There was Angel who was almost completely white except for her gray face mask and Mystery, her mate, who was just about pure creamy white. There was Snooky who wasn't a feral cat but still lived outside with the rest of them. Then there was my favorite one of all the Alpha male Pied Piper. He was a brown tabby cat with a white stripe going down from in between his eyes to his nose, he had two paws that were white the others were the same color as his body. He was the biggest of them all. He was also, once he warmed up to me, the one that loved me the most. He thought I was the best thing since meow mix. After about three years I was finally able to pet one of the feral cats. the first volunteer was Thief. Once he realised how great getting petted was he started to try to herd Pied Piper towards me. It was THE funniest thing in the world to watch. Thief would be pressed right up against Pied Piper nudging his way toward me and once Pied Piper saw where they were headed he would then start nudging Thief away from me. They would be going in ovals like that for hours and I would be laughing hysterically watching these two. I still can't think about them doing that without laughing. Oh if your wondering how I did it I just modified Jane Goodall's methods to fit their behavior patterns.  Back to the cats the reason I met them in the first place is that I had to feed them. All of them except for baby are now dead. They all died of various causes. When we moved out of there and into the trailer park we met some more animals mainly the neighbors dogs they all, of course, loved me. More recently I went to Florida on spring break and stayed with some family friends. they had accepted a pet sitting job for a member of their family. one of the dogs was a shy American bulldog named Diesel. Earlier in his life he had been abused and was scared of just about everyone, except for me. He loved me to bits and pieces, which according to his owners was just about unheard of from him. He even protected me from the other dog we had been sitting, Lucie. Charlie, our friend's personal dog, had decided he wanted to play with the toy that Lucie had and when he tried to grab it Lucie lunged at him. Once she got too close for Diesels comfort to me he lunged at her like a shot protecting me and a boy that had been visiting us that day. I would have loved nothing more than to take that dog home with me. Unfortunately my parents and Diesels parents would not have agreed. So in closing I guess I have always been just one of those people who can learn to speak pet and act on what the animal is saying. I actually do know some cat, not kidding. I have no regrets so far in my life, except for the fact I couldn't take my not-so-feral cats with us when we left.