I grew up with dogs back in Minnesota. When I went to college, I immediately started volunteering for rescue dog organizations. Which I continued to do in every city I moved to after. For a long while work required me to be out of town frequently and prevented me from having any pets of my own. Rescuing my first pup, Ichabod, happened within a week of starting a job that didn't require any travel. Vlad was rescued six months later, and while the two of them were close, they loved getting to meet all the pups that have stayed with us over the years. We adopted Edgar a few months after Ichabod passed and he has become Vlad's biggest fan...the feeling is not mutual yet.