space oddity.

is it odd that the people i'm closest to are my two cats? or that i have no problem reading about humans dying in some tragic accident, getting mangled by wood chippers or hacked to bits with machetes but i can't stand to hear about an animal being vaguely unhappy, let alone getting a thorn in its paw or something? brenda, my handy dandy therapist, says that i identify with animals instead of humans. now i wonder...what exactly does that mean? it sounds like i think i'm an animal, which i do not, i just happen to like animals better than people.


ps - kerfuffle. <- this is me stealing all of the beautiful tree's toys.