Annie Answers Your Questions
Tracey, one of my oldest and dearest blog friends, (and have I mentioned her cutey little baby?) asks.
“If you were an animal ….what animal would you be? Why?”
This proved to be more difficult than I thought. The first thing that came to mind when I saw the question is the song we used to sing at Vacation Bible School.
“If I were a butterfly, I thank the Lord that I could fly. And if I were a chicken in a coop, I’d thank the Lord that I wasn’t chicken soup.”
After I got done singing that little ditty in my head, I made a mental pro/con list. Domestic v. Wild. Big v. Little.
I originally thought domestic, because most dogs in America have a better life than most humans in the world. They live in nice houses, get regular medical attention, have domestic services, but they literally have to relinquish their balls for that right. So, maybe not.
If I were wild, I would have to spend my life in a “kill or be killed” environment. Now, that’s fine for about “three weeks” like when you are on The Amazing Race, or Survivor. But not really a long term game plan.
There was also the option of somewhere in between. Like a cow. I would then have no problem shopping at the Dress Barn. Then realized the semi-domestic animals are most likely to become dinner. This would be bad for me, but having the life purpose of ending up being someones steak. That wouldn’t be bad, I would have purpose. I’d be Kobe so that I could get regular massages and maybe the occasional mani-pedi.
So, I guess that’s it. I would be a Kobe cow. And then I would eat myself, make myself into a purse. Bringing joy to the world, much like I do now.
January 31st, 2010 at 9:29 pm
I would buy you and stuff all my millions in you and take you shopping at the mall.
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