For as long as I can remember, I have been an animal lover. Not just a lover, more like a die-hard animal groupie, or stalker, even. I was that kid who cried tears of joy whenever she saw horses, or was forever trying to nurse injured squirrels and frogs back to health. And I also may have been the kid (25-year-old) who spent hours trying to catch a stray cat (okay fine, it wasn’t a stray, it...
