Since I was born I have grown up with animals. My family, at the same time I was born, adopted a baby Yorkshire, Otto. We grew up together and I remember it was the first time I realized that I preferred animals to humans (kidding). My house was next to my grandparents', and they had two more dogs, a German Shepherd, and a Cocker Spaniel. I loved visiting my grandparents and my two furry friends. When Otto died and my family moved to another place, we adopted Mateo, another Yorkshire (my mother is a big fan of this breed). Mateo and I spent most of our time together, as my parents went with my brother to soccer games. I would bathe and walk Mateo, as well as play with him and give him cuddles. When I moved to Liverpool, Mateo stayed with my mother and my partner Simone and I adopted two adorable rabbits, who lived even better than we did. I'm the kind of person who will stop any dog in the street and give him a cuddle, with the owner's permission of course. In my hometown, I took care of some dogs. My mum has a friend who is a vet and proposed if I wanted to help her take care of some dogs while she was on holiday, those days were my happiest days ever. I took them to parks, nice walks by the river, and played with different kinds of toys. I couldn't say who was happier, me or the dogs.