OK, so not really pets, but you have to admit they are pretty close to animals in the beginning. If you disagree, I have one word.
Boys! A horrible cross between intelligent primate and a force of destruction. They’re like having a Saint Bernard with ADD. Being the youngest of five brothers, I learned from the best. If you can keep them clean and fed, call it a success and pray for adulthood.
Girls are like cats. Cute, loveable and deceptively dangerous. All you know is that you did something wrong, and no one is going to tell you what. You want to pet them and love them, but don’t take it too far.
The warnings aside, they are the best. Watching a human evolve from the chaos is the greatest blessing I have ever had. Hopefully, someday, they will look back and appreciate how much effort went into raising them. And, they will probably end up picking my nursing home.
The New Word Wars 