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More About Me & I'm With fur

When I was younger, I wanted to be a Veterinarian. I loved animals and wanted to help them in any way I could. I didn't end up taking that path (not even close!) but the desire to help remained.

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I was the friend people would leave their pets with. I was the stranger asking, "Can I pet your dog?" I was always the one leading with a gasp and pointing to the closest furry thing. The one pulling over and trying to pick up an abandoned baby squirrel (true story. I called him Chestnut).

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When I was younger, I had this fantasy that I was going to own a farm and save all the animals. I had land and kennels with runners for the dogs to get fresh air, play with their friends or be by themselves if they needed it. I had big wooden, warm "houses" for the dogs who wanted to stay inside. There were couches, pillows and cushions that gave the aura of home and I would never let them know it wasn't their real ones. I would adopt the senior dogs so they didn't have to live their last few years in a kennel. I would take in the "difficult" dogs to see if they were able to be rehabilitated. They would all be loved and taken care of. I didn't expect anything from them. It was my happy place. As I'm diving deeper into this line of work, I can see that little fantasy, that "Useless Farm" as I called it (name pending), come to light. The excitement knowing it's a little more tangible is a complete sensory overload, in the best way.

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I do what I can with the resources I have. I have caught several strays during the four years I was in California and rehomed them, sheltered them on my own or found their owners. I once filled my Mini Cooper with 9 dogs to pick them up from a shelter and bring them to Sacramento. I work with reactive dogs because I believe they deserve the same love as your average doggo. After 300 working hours, I am saving money to take my CPDT (Certified Professional Dog Trainer) in September 2024. I try to make myself available to those furry friends in need, however I can.

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Every day, I wish I could do more. Every day I see an abandoned dog, terrified of being caught or a cat community, hiding under shipment containers, in the woods or abandoned buildings. Every time I come across abuse, trying to pass itself as "training," or owner surrenders because the dog was being too much of a dog, every time I think, "If only I had that farm!" A place for the strays who never had a home, to experience unconditional love. A place for the older pets in shelters who shouldn't have their last days be in a cage. A place for dogs with anxiety or aggression to have the space and patience to grow. A place for the people, to bring their best friends and know they will be loved, looked after and cared for as their own. And for those same people to find their furry best friend; their soul-dog. These are just a few examples of what I think when I think of that farm.

This is why I do what I do.

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I'm excited and honored to have you join me.