Despite not growing up with any due to my father’s allergies, I love animals; I have a wonderful bunny named Snickers whom I love dearly.
I adopted Snickers from the Guelph Humane Society when I was struggling from depression. I had not planned on getting any type of animal, but when I was visiting the Humane Society with my “little sister” I fell in love. I had no specific intentions when I adopted Snickers, he was not planned, but he ended up providing me with an amazing service. I have no doubt in my mind that I would not have gotten through my depression as fast without my furry companion. He was a distraction, a source of laughter, and a responsibility. There were days when I didn’t want to get out of bed, but I did because Snickers needed to be fed, or needed his cage cleaned. If you had asked me before I got him about the benefits of animal companions I probably wouldn’t have believed that they could be so helpful. But, according to Patricia Marx of the New Yorker, I’ve been doing it all wrong.