Honestly, I care more about dogs than i do about people. I cared for all my pets for the last 10 years like they pretty much our equals and part of the family. I might not be a good or strict trainer, but that’s because I can’t raise my voice at a good boy. My dog may not know how to roll over or play dead, but he knows what “give me a kiss means” and he’s all over you in a second. I get very emotional when I think of how finite their life is and I don’t want them to get older and think of all the times they spent taking orders. I just want then to be spoiled and enjoy every minute of their existance. We can play in a large fenced yard, go for walks, eat a few more treats than they’re supposed to, and if they’re not too hyper, we can go for a ride and get a quick ice cream cone, and at night, you can have my pillow and get under the covers with my boy, Chowder.