They say that the apple never falls far from the tree.
Your daughter has your parents blood and just think how she would love a baby something. A baby deer? Possum? Fox? Something out of the norm.

On the farm as a child, before we moved to the city, I was friends with an otter.
Reminds me about your post about isolation.
One can never become isolated if one has wild friends in nature. I prefer them than having to listen to the sad moans and groans of humankind every day at the charity.