Ever since I was a little girl, I was fortunate with parents who understood and allowed my brothers and I to have something to take care of. Besides the typical goldfish pets everyone had, we grew up with iguanas (we each had our own so total of 3 iguanas), bunnies, hamsters, finches, and tortoises. My first family dog was when I was about 10 yrs old. So I’ve always had pets to be responsible for. Fast forward to now, I adopted my own fur-baby from a shelter when he was about 3 months and will be 7 yrs old soon. I got lucky with the most smartest and the most loving pup. He’s got both human-like personality and the typical puppy personality so I get best of both worlds. He’s definitely a needy one, but that’s probably the best feeling of being a parent, right?