I am a solid look-but-don’t-touch person.
I still remember freaking out when my ex-stepmother put my stepbrother’s guinea pig inside the sleeping bag I slept in at their house with me. Poor Smokey. Smokey Joe and I later shared the floor in a tiny bedroom at a different house. He got me back with all his night time antics squeaking and banging his metal house if you didn’t take it from his cage. (Thank God we know how to give them more enriching lives now…)
So yes…no unusual animals for me.
I still remember freaking out when my ex-stepmother put my stepbrother’s guinea pig inside the sleeping bag I slept in at their house with me. Poor Smokey. Smokey Joe and I later shared the floor in a tiny bedroom at a different house. He got me back with all his night time antics squeaking and banging his metal house if you didn’t take it from his cage. (Thank God we know how to give them more enriching lives now…)
So yes…no unusual animals for me.