1489 Humanimals

We love our animals. But we have strange relationships with them. Perhaps because they act so human sometimes, it's easy to impart humanity to them. Humanimals if you will.
Like recently, when I got a bunny for Easter. It was a chocolate bunny, so naturally that means I'm going to eat it. I like to bite off the head first. I hear its good luck.
Now the funny thing about this bunny, solid chocolate and eatable that it is, is that the manufacturers thought it was important to name it. As if the humanizing process made it more cute.
"Hey children, we've named your chocolate bunnies just like real people. What's yours named?"
"Mine's called Cabbage Patch Pete."
"Mine's called Carrot Top Carol."
"Mine's called Hannibal the Cannibal."
Oh yeah, when you eat things with people names, it's kind of like eating people.
The chocolate bunny I got was named "Cabbage Patch Pete." An important reminder, I suppose, of the damage bunnies actually do, destroying gardens that have been created with hours of human toil, and one more good reason to eat them.
But animals do seem human, in nature, and in civilization. True story: I was in my car waiting at a stoplight and looked over to my right. A crow was standing on the curb, looking both ways, waiting to cross. Then he looked up at the light. It changed to the green walk signal, and I swear, he stepped of the curb and walked across the street—all the time staying within the crosswalk lines.
I had one of those alone in my car laugh-out-loud moments that make people stare at you. Of course a self-respecting crow would stay in the crosswalk lines.
He wouldn't want to be caught Jaywalking...
America, ya gotta love it.