Ever since I had my very own dog that we rescued when I was at the age of 8, I have always had a very sensitive and caring personal relationship with dogs. Nothing seems to make me smile more than caring for such amazing animals (dogs) of all breeds. Growing up I realized when I was emotional about an event that took place, or nervous, sad, and even mad, my dog was always there for me and always seemed to give unconditional love to me. With that being said, I developed a unique bond with all dogs that I came across, even the ones that people would call mean or a handful, I always seemed to find the true love in their hearts and got along with all dogs effortlessly as if they were one of my own. In my family, they are all dog lovers so when they needed help watching their pets or needed some time apart from their animal so they could travel or attend to their jobs, I was always the person to step in and lovingly care for them. It was never a job or a duty for me, it was all a hobby and a passion to do so. Dogs have always been there for me, so I feel as if I am only returning the favor to them now.