A Lobster Tale
(by Coral Rae)
When I was 16, I had a pet lobster that I rescued from the grocery store. His name was Lobby. For as long as I can remember, I’d wanted do this. I’m just such a sucker for animals—cows, pigs, cats, dogs, lizards, fish, mice, you name it. I’m sure I got that affinity from my best friend, aka my mom, the kindest animal lover you’ll ever meet.
I was home-schooled along with my brother, so we grew up really close and got to spend a lot of time with our animals. Mom was known as a “crazy cat lady,” first getting into rescuing cats in her young adult years. We have a cattery in our house with trees and beds—kinda like a cat dream house. There’s a little door for them to come hang out whenever they want, but they also have their own space because my mom and I both are actually pretty allergic to cats.