Among my myriad flaws is that I’m an animal lover.
Why, might you ask, is this an issue? Am I a male equivalent of “cat lady?” Are packs of hounds roaming hither and thither across my furniture, foodstuffs and finery? Do I possess a weakness that impels me to rescue every abandoned kitten, puppy and wombat I come across?
No.
My issue is that I like to catch animals – the wilder the better.
While I let them go afterwards, I am also of the belief that the inherent beauty of God’s glory is fully evident in each of His creatures, and how better to enjoy the Creator’s handiwork than to reach out and snare his beasts?
As a result, a wide range of His critters have left their mark on me.
Snakes, turtles, birds, lizards, rabbits and fish are among animals by which I’ve been bitten.
