Meet the animals.

The animals you’ll meet in my writing.

At home

The brown-and-white one.

The black-and-white one.

My bay mare.

The animals I’ve loved and lost.

The little alien I got to grow up with.

Baby blues, lap time, and very firm opinions about food.

She gave life 150% every single day.

Nineteen lives and a spectacular amount of personality.

He turned me into a rider.