 Barked: Fri Dec 7, '12 6:43am PST |
 | |  | | What makes me a dog person? I'm not a cat person ha ha.  Well I begrudgingly had cats growing up because we lived in apts and up here very few apts allow dogs of any size. I still loved them, but they're just not as interactive as dogs. To a kid, they couldn't do as much cool stuff, either. But it was heaven at my grandparents' house. They always had a dog or two (the ones I consider my childhood dogs) and my aunt and uncles were breeders. If there was a litter I would beg to go over there and drove everybody nuts. My grandfather was a wildlife rehabber, too, this was long before that sort of thing was common. He was the nutty wild critter lover. Raccoons, various birds, turtles, snakes... He founded an educational nature program at the 4H that is still thriving today.
There weren't too many jobs here for teens besides farm work, I did some of that. Then there was the race track. So back then there was a lot of work revolving around greys, kennel helper was a decent job and you could work your way up from there.
I can't imagine a life without animals, but dogs are my heart. They simply give so much to humans in too many ways to even list, willingly and lovingly. The only other animal that comes close is the horse. We wouldn't be where we are today without either of them. All shapes, sorts, colors, sizes, mutts, purebreds; they're all gifts. |  |  | |  |
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. We could never afford a dog growing up, but I was constantly begging my parents for one. Once, there was a family giving away border 
