From all the pets you've shared your life with, which one changed your life?
We got her when she was 2 weeks old. I pretty much bottle raised her. Wouldn’t walk, didn’t eat right, runt of the litter, tons of issues and not entirely right in the head (hence the muzzle) but I loved the little furball.
Completely insane and untrainable but also a complete sweetheart (to me anyway) Died of a heart attack two weeks before I came back from Florida when she was 12. Only one of the litter that lived past 6 months.
In a way my first major responsibility in life.