Animals Aren’t a Competition

People ask, “What’s your favorite animal?” like it’s a question everyone should have an answer to.
But how do you decide? Something familiar and comforting? Something fascinating from a distance?
Or maybe something practical, even necessary, when times are tough?

Every option has its own pull.
Some are steady and dependable, always there when you need them.
Others are wild and untamed, captivating just by being themselves.
And then there are those that sustain you, quiet and unassuming, but essential.

Picking one feels impossible.
Every choice serves a purpose—companionship, inspiration, or survival.
It’s not about choosing one over the rest; it’s about recognizing the value in all.

I don’t play favorites because everything has a role.
Whether it comforts, challenges, or supports, it all matters.
No rankings, no need for comparison—just appreciation for what each brings to the table.

Real answer:

I like cats as pets.

I like animals with faces for entertainment, but the rest are interesting too.

I like eating dead things that have been butchered well, spiced and seasoned perfectly, sliced and roasted with some veg and a sauce.