Oh, me? I'm just sittin here trying to figure out how to convince my cat Penguin to morph into a dog. Nothing to see here. But, on the real, I have been a dog person since I was a baby; my family found an abandoned puppy when I was 5 months old and we were inseparable for 18 years. [No, seriously, my dad called us Mutt & Muttley.] I work from home most days of the week with a trip to visit my mom in hospice every other day which could TOTALLY be an outing for dog-friend and I if they're comfortable in the car as her hospice is super dog friendly. I have lots experience with old, skittish, blind, cranky dogs from being a foster mom for six months last year and would honestly have a dog now if my apartment complex allowed me to. I have been known to pet sit for friends, family & colleagues when they're away and spend birthdays at dog parks for obvious reasons.