My household has seven cats, a pug, an opossum, assorted spiders and bugs, some squirrels, and a raccoon. No, I don't live in a zoo. It just feels that way. And they all don't live inside.

My wife, Rosie, and I are animal lovers. No, let me get that straight. She's the purebred, natural animal lover. I am the adopted one, the person with the acquired taste. As she always said, "Love me, love my pets." Anybody want to argue with that, especially when your wife looks like Audrey Hepburn, has a cute French accent to match, and can handle your favorite dinner, a meat loaf.

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