Why I love dog sitting Ever since I was born to be honest. Before I was born, my family adopted two dogs: Scooby and Scrappy. They were both mixed breeds and we really didn't know what they exactly were. But they were the best dogs I've ever had. Trained well, even listened to me as a kid. Sat when told to, able to walk off leash, friendly as could be, and never ran away. They were seriously the best part of my childhood. They lived a long and happy life of about 16 years before they had to be put down. Scooby had really bad hip dysplasia and Scrappy developed cancer. It was a sad day when we had to put them down but I like to think they're in a better place. Several months afterwards, my mom surprised us with a shiba inu puppy, which we named Kitsu. Adorable as all hell, she didn't know the behaviors of the breed. So he's really stubborn and loves to run away. We manage to find him every time though so it's always good. Most of the time is seems like he's more of a cat than a dog but I still love him. A year after we got Kitsu, we got Heidi our rottweiler. She was pretty much amazing from the beginning, despite the potty training issues. She's very loving and protective of our whole family but I know she would never hurt someone. And then for now we have Chuey, who is my brother's dog. Chuey is supposedly a jack russel mix but he's the size of a small horse so I highly doubt that. He's probably the goofiest dog you'll ever meet. He loves to sit on people's laps even though he's massive. My life wouldn't be complete without dogs in my life.