I got my first dog, a wheaten terrier named Georgie, in the eighth grade. Of course, I'd always loved dogs, but I did not truly identify their well-being as my passion until the time came for her to be neutered. It was then that I picked up volunteer job with our local veterinarian's office, to ensure I could be by her side every step of the operation. After that, I decided to stay on, and for the rest of the year I worked alongside sick and injured animals, as well as those just coming in for a check-up. Since then, I have worked numerous volunteer jobs with animals (not exclusive to dogs), and have dedicated my education/life to becoming a veterinarian. It's incredible how rewarding it feels to help a patient with no voice re-attain its happiness and health, and also how a simple nature walk (in the woods or the urban jungle) can have such a positive impact on a dog's welfare. My dog is back home, and this college dormitory life is awfully lonesome without her, so help me help you, and fill my mornings/noon's/nights with puppy love, broaden my understanding of animal behavior, and give me my daily dose of why it is I want to be a vet, all while I care for your numero uno as a true professional (and friend) would.