If you didn't see it, this post will tell you why.
And that I do! Some see them as tree rats, I see them as my furry family. Nanny (my father's mother who passed this love of animals to him, and him to me) would be proud.
Mother was a good sport about it all. She grew up with no family pets but when she married, let's just say it came with the territory. But she was happy to take care of the family cat and dogs and the zillion rabbits Dad made hutches for outside. He was working and away from home a lot, and it fell to Mum to take care of everything. With a few eye-rolls no doubt - yes, I am empathizing. We helped when we could, but you know how that goes with kids. Thanks Mum!
