My family always had pets, especially at my Grans house and that is where my whole family pretty much grew up at. I didn't get to have my own pet until my Gran passed away when I was 6, she had adopted a Border Collie mix a couple of years prior to her passing and she left her to me in her Will. That is the dog that is in my Profile Pic. Her name was Molly and even before my Gran passed she was like my best friend, but my Mom had her dog named Rocky. She was a Rottweiler/Great Dane mix and was ferociously protective of my Mom and when she had pups it was worse, my Mom trained her to be an outdoor guard dog. She had her own kennel with a reinforced shelter in case of bad weather, but she was a massively hulking dog. I remember that my Mom had to have a friend that did welding make her a special chain with a thick leather collar, because she would either break the chain or the nylon collars that you buy from the store. I had to learn early on that not all dogs were approachable and to always get permission from their owners to play with them. In a way, my family really helped me become an attentive Zoophile and without knowing they nurtured my love and sexual attraction to animals.
