As a five-year-old, I was ECSTATIC that my parents finally allowed me to have a pet of my own. My friend from kindergarten owned a cat who had six adorable kittens in her litter, and allowed me to pick one for myself. Five-year-old me then came up with the most ingenious name for a kitten in existence: MEOW MEOW! Yes, you read that right. My cat has two first-names and no last name. Genius. That said, everywhere I go, I seem to attract the kindred spirits of dogs everywhere. From the passersby on the sidewalk, to the pups owned by my human-friends, they seem to connect with me (weird...must have something to do with the frequent belly-rubs). I always envy the folks who take their quadruped companions on walks at the park, so I decided to become a Rover to make friends of my own around town! As long as your dog is okay with strangers, I know we'll be a great fit and will be buds before the walk is over.