I met Tank when I began walking his pack mate, Pearl. Tank wasn’t officially a client. He was old, and his bad hips wouldn’t let him go for walks anymore. He was an English Bulldog

“Oh Mia.” I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve said those two words in the four years I’ve walked Mia. We began when she was a puppy and, along with Ivan, Edgar

Zoey is a Golden Retriever who I took care of for a couple of years. The poor girl had been through a lot just before I came into her life. One of her owners had