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I think it’s fine not to get what is so great about dolphins because thankfully, we are all different. 

I quite like dolphins but I didn’t get terribly excited the few times I have seen them. I have seen whales only on TV, and I do find them more impressive than dolphins, but I don’t think fish are better or more attractive. 

Honestly I keep thinking I should do some horse based research but I have enough speical interests without possibly gaining a new one that had like 10 million breeds haha and I know this might seem crazy to some people but I don’t get whats so great about dolphins like out of all the sea creatures surely whales and fish are better right? 

If I heard the ‘clip’ ‘clop’ coming towards me, I would stop too. I love horses and I always feel calmer and more ‘together and whole’ when I am with them. 

Now there a film inhavent seen or heard of in a long time 

Reminds me of that joke in the film The Commitments with the kid waiting for the lift/elevator with a horse. 

I live in a terrible street in a proper full on council estate but every now and then I drop what I’m doing for a few minutes as I hear the unmistakeable click clack of horse shoes and see two people riding their horses down the street it makes those few minutes so much better 

Our cat Boris is a hunter, when we got him as a kitten our other cat Tig, wasn't sure about him, so I told Tig to show the enthusiastic youngster where to go and what to do and on cold wet nights leave him to get on with it, whilst Tig stayed in doors in the warm, Tig agreed to this and thats what happened. When he first arrived he wound himself around the legs our greyhounds and decided when he grew up he wanted to be one of these big cats called greyhounds. Boris started to become a very good hunter, he'd bring back rodents for our inspection and we'd tell him how clever he was and swap them for a cat treat, he brought back birds a couple of times and was told off, shunned and ignored, he stopped catching birds, but then he came home with a rabbit, we were surprised and didn't quite know what to say to him, the greyhounds however did, they gently wagged at him and ruffled his fur with thier noses, so when he caught a rabbit again he took it straight to the dogs.

A few years later and we'd miove house and got Fearn as a puppy, and a kitten called Bertie who was about one when Fearn arrived, they played together chasing eachother round the garden, Bertie would hide in a dip under a tree whilst Fearn still ran round thinking he must be ahead of her somewhere. Bertie looked wild in his dip, you could almost see the cartoon WW2 helmet on his head with his ears sticking out. When Fearn realised Bertie was hiding, she'd get toys and grag them in front of him trying to lure him out. When Fearn got to her first birthday Boris decided to teach her to hunt and started as he was taught, bring back dead things for her and showing her how to hit them where to grip them, she was an able pupil and things soon progressed, Boris was gradually teaching her more complex hunting skills, such as how to use your paws to oik things out from under things, the lessons stopped soon after as a dogs paws can't bend like a cats can. But Fearn will still only catch rodents as she was taught by Boris, she will chase rabbits if she see's one but dosent' kill them.

Some years previously, Tig cat obviously noticed that I don't eat meat, somewhere in his catty brain he decided it was because I didn't know how to hunt, so he decided to teach me, the next few weeks were spent with Tig bringing me things in various stages of deadness always dropping them in the small hall. I ended up having to beat various rodents to death with a slipper until Tid was satisfied that I could hunt, I just didn't. 

Thank you!!

That's Monty!!

My cat who also acts like a dog

I love deers I remember I was in Greece a few years ago we went to an animal sanctuary and we got to feed the deers olives they loved them. 

Cute cat

When I was five and on holiday in Belgium, we visited a park called Meli Park. The park had a herd of fallow deer, I had a bunch of grapes and wondered if the hart might like some. I think my parents must have been distracted by something, because I just trotted up to the hart and, yes he did like grapes. I fed them to him one by one and I remember his antlers above and around me. He was a gentleman, and when the grapes were finished he carefully backed away. My very concerned parents could then retrieve me. It made a big impression on me, to say the least.