She was the one who loved animals, but I was the one that animals always wanted to talk to or be near.
Now it makes sense that when my sister wants to communicate with me, or others, that she does it through animals. My brother comes to me in dreams. And more than once he has actually reached out and touched me. But my sister is less direct. She shows up in possums and birds and butterflies.
Here are some from my long walk last week: