I have horses.

I have dogs.

I have turtles.

I have fish.

I have guinea pigs.

I have children.

And I have a husband too.

Hay for the horses at 5:30

Walk the dog at six.

The turtles are kind and quiet.

They don’t beg to be fed,

So most weeks I sneak them an extra ration.

Change the water. Clean the tank and don’t forget their delicious morsels.

Fish are divas and dir if they aren’t treated with specific care.

The guineas ate quite literally pigs and begin impressive dialog the minute they see you coming-

They don’t want love or attention. They want food. And they want it now.

The children won’t wake with the crows, but the minute they rise they won’t hesitate to let you know-

They want want what everyone else has already been given.

And the husband, well he just wants coffee in his hand.

I never wanted a farm.

And yet here I am with a menagerie of animals

I’m not sure I ever really wanted.

What am I to do?

Can I move?