I didn’t grow up as a “dog person”—I grew up as a cat person. I was raised around cats (at one point, 12 of them: mom, dad, and two rounds of kittens) and dogs, with my dad mainly caring for the dogs. Cats were always my thing, and I never pictured myself as a dog mom. That changed about a year ago. I’m also a mom to two human boys under 10, and they wanted a dog so badly. I agreed to adopt—with the condition that they would be involved in caring for him. One day at an adoption event, I was holding a puppy… and the next thing I knew, I was walking into a pet store holding him like a baby and buying dog food. That’s how Jameson joined our family. Jameson is now one year old—a very smart, friendly Weimaraner–Pit Bull mix who loves other dogs, kids, and humans. After him, I confidently told my kids: one dog is enough. Joke's on me!. One morning, 5 months ago, one of my boys woke up and said, “I dreamed we have another dog. His name is Chris. He’s white with spots.” I immediately said no. A few hours later, we found Christopher, a white dog with spots who had been left behind near Walmart. And that’s how dog number two came home. Now the house has four boys—two human, two canine—and it’s honestly not chaos. It’s full of structure, routine, love, and daily trips to the dog park. I enjoy training, I’ve read books on dog behavior, and both Jameson and Christopher are well-mannered, social, and happy dogs. I’m patient, attentive, and very hands-on. I understand dogs as family members, not just pets—and I’m especially comfortable with dogs who live in homes with kids and real-life energy. Bonus: my dogs are bilingual. I speak English and Spanish, and yes… I can teach your dog Spanish commands if you want 😉🐾