I am new to Rover, but dogs and cats have been central to my life for as long as I can remember. Growing up, our home was a rotating little zoo — chicks, turtles, bunnies — but the loves of my life had four legs and fur. The first was Zhuzhu/Piggie, a Samoyed boy I got in middle school. If you know Samoyeds, you know: that cloud-like floof, that signature angel smile. I watched him grow from a tiny pup into a majestic, hefty pillow, and walked him through every kind of weather without a second thought. Then there are my two cats back at my parents' place. Bread — a white cat my sister rescued on a snack run when she found her shivering and stray on the street. She went out for bread and came home with something much better. And Xiaoxiao, an orange tabby my mom adopted — named "little" because he was the runt of the litter, though I suspect he's made up for it since. By luck, my husband and I had the opportunity to home a rescue cat, a tiny apricot baby only few weeks old, in early May 2026, and I have loved Mila like I had birthed him. I made milk formula for him 6 in the morning, fussed over his digestion and stool, took him to the vet multiple times, shopped products for him with the utmost meticulous manner. I know what your pet means to you. Your dog or cat won't just be in safe hands. They'll be fussed over, admired, and genuinely cherished.