I'm also ferociously allergic to animals. It's so bad that sometimes my face swells up. It triggers my asthma, so I have to constantly use my inhaler. I have to vacuum my house everyday if I have a furred critter residing there.
Asthmatics Unite!
Because of this, I tend to keep most of my rescues outside, for my sanity. Typically they stay in the garage, because it's sheltered, and yet not in the house. Now most people are understanding about that.
What people are less understanding about is when they are on the street with their cute pet and I refuse to go near it (either because I lack an asthma inhaler or because I don't want my face to swell up because I actually have to look professional on that day or whatever). And I can understand how these people would take offense to me treating their animal like it had the plague. But I can't help it.
The only animal that is safe for me to own is a reptile, for various reasons that all have to do with fur and dander. For this reason, the only permanent resident at my house is a Sulcata Tortoise. He's my baby and he doesn't make my face swell or my throat close up. Hurrah for reptiles.
So this is not my tortoise, but this is what he looks like (the big one)
and the little ones are what he looked like when I got him...
Credit to scienceblogs
So, yeah. I struggle with pets. They're so cute, but they're also trying to kill me.
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