Part 1. How we met our dog… My father was a police officer, and he loved animals very much that he had them since I was born. Our family had different types of breeds. Some were mixed breeds. I always believed that dogs are typical family members just as myself. So I was never afraid of them. The day my father got in car accident, our dog went missing. Since then, I always tried to help dogs by feeding homeless dogs, by offering our leftover foods to poor peoples` dogs, and by paying medicine bills for some dogs whose owners were unable to pay for them. However, I along with my family decided not to have any pets a long time ago. Besides, I already have my own family now. One day I was in Oak Brook sitting on a chair next to a local Petsmart store, when an old man walked out with three puppies. He sat next to me putting the puppies into the new cage. We started a conversation about dogs, and he asked me to ta...
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