When I was a little girl, I wanted to have a cat or a dog. But my mother told me that buying a pet is different from buying a dress. We need enough time, space and energy to grow with them, and we couldn't do that at that moment. I didn't really know how to live with pets until I moved to my aunt's house for my studies. My aunt's dog’s name is Ashy. She's a schnauzer. When I met her, she was a 6 years old adult dog. Like all other Schnauzers, she was intelligent but occasionally mischievous. I loved her very much but I also taught her. Everyday, I would play with her, run in the yard, and walk in the neighborhood. And I clean her ear canals every three days, bathe her in the bathroom every 10 days, and even sometimes give her a really ugly haircut by myself. But the passage of time also took away her vitality. I still remember when we first took a walk, she waited for me, then I waited for her, and finally I carried her home. Her aging did not make me no longer love her, but learned to be more patient with her and cherish our time more. In addition to Ashy, I accompanied my aunt to Atlanta to pick up a puppy, a smart eight-month-old Golden doodle. Dealing with puppies requires the owner to be more assertive and set the rules than with adults. I'm lacking in this, but I'll keep trying. As for cats, to be honest, I have not had a complete experience of staying with cats for a long time so far, but I did a one-month drop-in visit for my friend for free. This experience taught me how to take care of cats. I can do a few steps of feeding, shoveling cat poop, adding water and playing with the cat, but if there are more needs, I need to be taught by the cat owner. I know my experience is not rich, but I believe that patience and love can help me improve