My family had pets for as long as I can remember and from a young age I was allowed to have my own pet. I had to take care of it. Feed, water and clean up after it. If appropriate I'd also have to exercise it. Most of the usual pets lived at the house in town. The odd ones would stay at the ranch, my cousin and myself talked my uncle into letting us keep an accidental bull he was supposed to be a she according to the artificial insemination company. He was big and mean but the two of us could do anything we wanted with him. He escaped one night became a daddy bull many times over. My uncle was into the whole artificial insemination to build the herd and was not happy with him or us.
Presently I share my house with 2 cats and a dog. Anytime I'm feeling down one or all will crawl up on me to comfort me. It works very well
oh wow, that's quite a story haha! i love bulls and other ranch animals :) (well, not that i've actually interacted with one before, but i still think they're cool)
i'm glad your pets help you feel better, that's so sweet!!
You seem to love dogs OP, why don't you offer to walk the neighbours dog or play with them for a while?
well... they're a family, and the dogs actually belong to the grandmother of the kids there - she doesn't live with them. at the time, she was visiting, and i don't think she comes around all that often!
i'd like to volunteer at a shelter one day. for now it would be tough because i rely on my father to drive me places and i wouldn't want to burden him, especially going far distances. but it's still a nice idea to look forward to! :)