I do not believe animals are anything like us.  I do not believe they are my babies. I do not believe they think like us, or in our words, or with our feelings. Most of all, I love the mystical part of an animal, the part we can never grasp, the instincts we can never know, the feelings and emotions far beyond our simple imaginations. This is the place we can never really go, but which I feel is there, all the time.