We are animal people. Specifically, Lee and I are dog people but, as a family, we are animal folk. Our daughter is a zoology major. We have written about our daughter before. She is on the autism spectrum. One of the miraculous things about our daughter is that she is gifted with animals. When I say gifted, I mean in the magical sense. When she was seven, we had an Amazon parrot that was mean as heck. It would walk around on the floor and, if I put out a finger to ask it to climb up, it would bit me…hard. As I am looking at Lee with my ‘I don’t know what to do with this evil bird’ look, our daughter rolls her eyes and grabs the bird by the back and sticks it on her shoulder where the thing nuzzles her neck and plays with her earring.
She has become our animal expert. I have seen her flip a goat into a pen then lecture us on how to do this (as if I would ever be goat flipping). If we need to know about AKC standards, we ask her. If we need to know about Frontline Plus for our dogs, we ask her. She is our in house expert.
If you have ever looked at Temple Grandin’s writings on autism, she is an advocate of the concept that people with autism are not broken but neurologically diverse. Seeing my daughter work with animals is the greatest proof of this. There is a huge amount of documentation on the benefits of animals in therapy especially in autism. As I become more and more educated on this, I no longer see it as a therapeutic mechanism as much as I see it as a gift or, more precisely, part of a new synthesis of human and animal interaction.









