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As a child (and even now) my baby brother always had a soft spot for animals. He would befriend chickens and goats my parents bought and beg my parents not to kill them. Back then, he would go to our store, sneak out a handful of rice and go to feed the homing pigeons that flew into our compound so they’ll like him enough to stay. He even went further to keep sugared water for them because someone at school told him doing so would make the birds stay forever (which was…

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Ifeanacho MaryAnn

Ifeanacho MaryAnn

Bibliophile, Storyteller, Long Distance Cat Mom. I write about mental health, writing, psychology, philosophy, film, and life.