by Faye Valentine
Published: May 30, 2017
It was my eighteenth birthday and while I envisioned a huge party where friends and family showered me with gifts, my father had other plans for my special day. Buying me my first pet – a beautiful Doberman named Thor, was his first surprise. When I woke the next morning locked in Thor’s kennel, I chalked the sleepwalking up to the excitement of owning my first pet.